Luyện nghe bài hát Gargoyle Serenade

Scrapin the pavement with his knuckles, gorilla like it
Run a check, bet you they say he livid
He got a out there mayne! He don't wear a muzzle
West coast fixture, him you in trouble
Niggarish nigga, dig that with a
in the air, gathered up in a huddle
'Bout to blast off - like a space
RealHustlersUnite.com, born in the
Cain't be weak, earn your keep
Gotta stay woke while everybody asleep
Cause they dusty mayne, they dirty mayne, they'll try and
up on you from beind and make yo' melon leak
Watch yo' back, and yo'
Gotta pack the kind of that hunters use to hunt
Braveheart, not a
It can go down at any time, be for funk
I was for this shit, seen cats get peeled in this shit
for either flappin they lips, or over a chick
Either that or they or owe somebody some chips
Used to flea and pitch, fucked around and got rich!
So damn focused ferocious, man I don't if y'all noticed
I'm to bubble like sodas it's funky like halitosis
Stanky gritty no pity, it's a in every city
On the ave it's mannish, posted up with the many

Uhh! from a leave of absence
Got the block pregnant, now it's contractions
All boys, not like the Braxtons
Sellin that white like the
On the track like a weave! Loaded as fuck,
Got a of that there oil and a zap of broccoli
And I a bitch WOULD, try to slide through I'm ready
send him back in a box and I ain't talkin 'bout a Chevy
I'm somethin heavy, that'll fuck a fucker UP!
A cinnamon roll, like a snake curled up
Ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka, the hundred round drum
WOOOOOO, the amba-lambs, here come
Flatlined, cryin, "My baby was an angel sir!"
But little did she know that her devil was a finagler
A robber, a thief, a stealer, always somethin
A peeler, runnin, the po'-po' and the soil, he had it comin
BEOTCH!