Luyện nghe bài hát Giant Size

* unedited lyrics; The soundtrack is clean

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

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

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

Sin of Killarmy]
These rap icons, mass spit out of cons
Fuck a bigon, on ion in my python
We squeeze off, long when we piss
Resort this, gun powder coverin is blastphemist
say, "Fuck!", cursin my name
Knowin damn well, I'm 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 back of my
strip him and smack him up for up
Be slitherin, hit him in the rips
Broke the code of honor that we in
the whole click, is never when
but never

Raekwon]
Aiyyo, it go again, same shit, just rep
me ya holdin kid, control ya rep when we rollin
Worldwide, niggaz live, collection cream by a land slide
up to son, won the grand prize
Stand up, why? Where it came from? and the 5
Where the name Read the Rob, yo
Yo, we handglide, slang lye
Chill, ya better recognize, it's cut out for big shit, Giant Size

of American Cream Team]
Yo, we from the ghetto, the land everythin is real
was tough, days came hard as steel
Still we played the like players witout contracts
Broke the trends and the fans far beyond
Comin to America, now we places (uh-huh)
New faces in the hood, and racist (uh-huh)
>From all the squeezin, callin the precinct
We could battle in ya or battle in the becon!

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

[Kingpin of Cream Team]
I lace my 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 cruise on, money too long
Pull out a check book, coupon, purchase the

[Outro:
It's been a game, stop playin, stop playin (repeat to fade)