Luyện nghe bài hát Giant Size

* unedited lyrics; The PJ's is clean

[Intro: Chip Banks of American Team]
Aiyyo, y'all wanna do a track wit us or some shit?
We the billion dollar club.
What you got a hundred thousand for us? The fuck's
Three rings and a hair cut or some
Aiyyo, Cream Team, baby.
Heavy hitters, New City Giants.
Gamble for plots and 4 better for spots and things of nature.
Pop off.

[Superb of Cream Team]
I don't wit hoes, I puff Optimos
Your ship gold, but only copper sold
got flows, everybody and God knows
Fuck a bitch for two dimes, she got to cop
Used to be a thug, now he wear cop
Try to come to the hood and we hoes

[Chip of American Cream Team]
I don't care who you got a deal wit or who you wit
run up in your session and shut you down on some real shit
Till the Chef be (Chill, kid)
That's to Abola Perrione, dem not know who they deal wit
Chef Banks, uh-huh, Banky
Got the world callin Flex tryin to transtate me
Said New Jack City 2, B. Nino, push a 2000 benz-ino

[Killa Sin of
These rap icons, mass spit fire out of
Fuck a bigon, on ion in my python
We squeeze off, disc when we piss
Resort this, gun coverin wrist is blastphemist
Shotties say, "Fuck!", cursin my
Knowin well, I'm hurtin the same
What of the game you playin?
Kid, I'm sayin, yo, three ago you was on
You fallin short now, chasin a don, you're money loned
Faggot fuck, bag him, stick him in the of my truck
him and smack him up for actin up
Be slitherin, hit him in the rips
Broke the code of honor we livin in
Depleted the click, is never when
but never

[Chorus:
Aiyyo, there it go again, shit, just rep
Show me ya holdin kid, control ya rep when we
Worldwide, niggaz look live, collection cream by a land
Settin up to son, won the grand
Stand up, why? Where it came from? and the 5
Where the name from? the Rob, yo
Yo, while we handglide, lye
Chill, ya recognize, 'cause it's cut out for big shit, Giant Size

[Polite of American Cream
Yo, we from the ghetto, the land where everythin is
Nights was tough, came hard as steel
Still we played the field like players contracts
Broke the trends and the fans far beyond
Comin to America, now we places (uh-huh)
New faces in the hood, and they (uh-huh)
>From all the squeezin, they the precinct
We battle in ya PJ's or battle in the becon!

I vocals at the top of my lungs, drunk
Playin cards, young start wildin on dunns guns
doctor, old man jams with voice of Hoffa
Chill, slap up at the opera (Battle in the becon!)
Uncle got the Kangaroo, the Kangaroo, boo
Start cursin out white boys shoes, you
Thirstin wit a growl start barkin at crowds
He actin like he got shark now

[Kingpin of American Team]
I my hookers with G-String, Liz Clairborne
Don the King, hustlin, nigga Don I
Exquisite, a radiant, chemist
American Cream Team, buck spenders
boutiques, advantage, get move on
We too strong, the menace, to lose con
Yachts we on, money that's too long
Pull out a check book, coupon, purchase the

[Outro:
never been a game, stop playin, stop playin (repeat to fade)