Luyện nghe bài hát Gimmewhutchagot

Yo,
Gimmewhutchagot
Come and into the realm of the X-files
Gimmewhutchagot nigga, nigga
nigga, gimmewhutchagot nigga

Get your position correct, get your ammunition
The tactful tech technician
(Bitch)
I got a quarter key, you wanna to try to me for it?
Put the loot up, the up and hit me for it?
Niggaz hang for, do the thang for it
Penetrate like, uh, poor the gas, and then bang for it

Y'all supposed to be type of raw doggs, nigga
Fuck around and get your shit spit laws, nigga
Fantasies formulate
So when you get the formula to
and reshape
Relax or we all

We sure we shake all
We tame or aim or flame all
A bitch tried to play me like nothing's really
Like I ain't really real and I ain't got skills
(Bitch!)
I make you hot ten tons of lava rocks
The Juggernaut niggas like cinder blocks, nigga

nigga, get blazed, get shot, nigga
We it hot nigga raw, my nigga Barshawn
with the auto metal cock and draw
I ain't got time to see you saw

Beat back before I crack your jaw
This ain't about nothin' but and law
Niggaz me
you ice-grillin' me for?

Now how you let my looks deceive you? My raps is lethal
I shit that would amaze you, they daze you
Y'all my rhymes is voodoo, for the first time comin' through
Ain't been a minute yet, already cats eye-screw
Plottin' to pop you, you know me duke
The one that shoot, you all mad I'm spendin' loot

That you all broke ass niggas tryin' to scoop
See I done my dues, don't be fooled by the pretty boy image
'Cuz you'll get blasted up in less a minute
It's Barshawn and Kurupt, y'all feel it
'Cuz when I bless a track, I spit in it
So how you wanna do it, rappin' or

or, it could happen
Kurupt, the glock to his mouth for they gappin'
I bet next time you stay in a child's
is Rome folks talkin', you don't relate
If you can't hold the weight, then debate
crates, headed upstate with chrome plates
(Check it out)

Gimmewhuthcagot nigga, get blazed, get shot,
We make it hot nigga raw, my Barshawn
Kurupt the auto metal cock and draw
I got time to see what you saw

Beat back mothafucka I crack your jaw
This ain't about nothin' but and law
killin' me
What you ice-grillin' me

You all fiend, daydream for cream I've
gleam for the drop-top I be in
You wanna end my life, my niggaz seein'
If so you did that
Where the you expect the rest at?

We got too comin' through a quarter to two
Blazin' they tapin' you and your boo
All at the revenue stand, we was once a
Mad tight, but that's life, I the game
Same cats you roll with will split your game

See, I'm in it for the
Nigga, the fame
(Nigga, fuck the fame, the fame)

I the nickel plated position, get penetrated
Popes pause, I rise with my doggs
And collar clothes and enthrone
Gone, zone the and then blown
I raw before I saw raw before
Mack milli's, Mack 11's and

Me and my Shawn
What you got weight on your
The gettin' colder
Me and my Deion's hittin' corners
I got a beam on you chest
around and get your fuckin' chest right

I spreads bad news
Bitches get played the blues
Blowin' dicks like
like missles, pop like pistols
And confuse, misuse,
Abuse, buy the

'Cuz I to chill like EP
I prefer to get high with the DP
You raw nigga, you more like subtle
Fuck you and your rebuttal, you in a puddle
It's a storm, form reform your form
Keep calm or keep drippin' in the twist of the

Gimmewhuthcagot nigga, get blazed, get shot,
We make it hot nigga raw, my nigga
Kurupt the auto metal cock and draw
I ain't got to see what you saw

Beat mothafucka before I crack your jaw
This ain't nothin' but life and law
Niggaz me
you ice-grillin' me for?

Kurupt, young
West Coast, Coast, nigga
Raw

Gimmewhuthcagot nigga, get blazed, get shot,
We make it hot raw, my nigga Barshawn
Kurupt with the auto cock and draw
I ain't got time to see you saw

Beat back mothafucka before I your jaw
This ain't about nothin' but and law
killin' me
What you me for?

Gimmewhutchagot nigga, gimmewhutchagot