Luyện nghe bài hát Giant Size

* unedited lyrics; The soundtrack is clean

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

[Superb of American Cream
I rock wit hoes, I puff Optimos
Your ship gold, but only copper sold
Perb got flows, and God knows
Fuck a for two dimes, she got to cop those
Used to be a thug, now he wear cop
Try to to the hood and we shot hoes

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

[Killa Sin of
rap icons, mass spit fire out of cons
Fuck a bigon, rely on ion in my
We off, long disc when we piss
Resort this, gun powder coverin wrist is
Shotties say, "Fuck!", cursin my
damn well, I'm hurtin the same
What part of the game you
Kid, I'm sayin, yo, three ago you was on
You fallin short now, chasin a don, you're ain't loned
Faggot fuck, bag him, him in the back of my truck
him and smack him up for actin up
Be slitherin, hit him in the rips
Broke the code of honor that we in
Depleted the whole click, is when
but never

[Chorus:
Aiyyo, there it go again, same shit, rep
me ya holdin kid, control ya rep when we rollin
Worldwide, look live, collection cream by a land slide
Settin up to son, won the prize
up, why? Where it came from? Accord and the 5
Where the from? Read the Rob, yo
Yo, we handglide, slang lye
Chill, ya better recognize, it's cut out for big shit, Giant Size

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

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

[Kingpin of Cream Team]
I lace my hookers with G-String, Liz
Don the King, hustlin, Don I mean
Exquisite, a radiant, brilliant
American Cream Team, buck spenders
Strip boutiques, advantage, get on
We too strong, the menace, nothin to con
Yachts we cruise on, money too long
out a check book, coupon, purchase the Yukon

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