Luyện nghe bài hát Gorrilla Musik

(Chorus)

what, what ? musik
what, what ? musik
what, ?

(Verse)

yo, yo yo .. i got A bars, straight hard
fuck around wit j.r.
i play hard, i'm
you brothers a day job (ok pause)
i'm on deck, and sucker i don't play
hip-hop was til i went and dug it out the grave yard (yard)
you must be ray you seen the dood-us eetha
those are rabans, these are judith leevis (what's the difference?)
that's a payed grand, sittin on ya feautures
i'm a made man, is how i do it skeeza
non-believers know writer be grimey
i'm as scariest as central night in the 90's
wrist icey and shiny (bling !), click right behind me
ride slow, so slow, the ikey be chinese (chinky!)
i run wit goons of niggas, certified niggas (who dat ?)
you all over nuttin, you now, the stupid niggas (stupid !)
you's a victim when you against the great
don't think cuz im light skind-ed i won't you in ya face (werd !)
i be rumblin', runnin through the with the apes
have you stumblin, you brothas pump up on ya breaks
get your jaw wired just for mublin the
niggas turned into mariah when they run up in the place, for the to give a break
when i race my car (man), and run over these little and my k-a-r
and this aim a-r (click-clack) and mayday paw
ain't play-play ya'll, dont try to play j.r.
i'm hot, it stop ; i be spazzin, why not
blowin pot out the spot, nigga pass the
so red (what?, listen, i can pass for cyclops (clops)
givin mike like im jackson 5 pops (RIOT !)

(Chorus)

what, what ? gorilla
what, what ? gorilla
what, what ? gorilla

the typa shit the hustles gon' a killen to it

what, what ? musik
what, what ? musik
what, ? gorilla musik

i'ma show little monkeys how gorillas do it

(Verse)

i'm from the miss, rubber grips
leave you mother-less, brother-less
whoever you runnin wit'll ya dick ; stuffed wit clips (clips!)
i admit, ya brothers it
but i will stick a knife in yo ass if you don't cut the
on a muscle tip (what?), i it
spark em down, swing my around til a muscle rip (blaooww)
who fuck with this, god im next
you ridin dirty cuz, you aint hit the car yet
i see paper, different kind of off set
3 later, you ain't get ya car washed yet (damn..)
ask ya broad i'm (fresh !), the champion of the hood
champion hood (and what), shit, i make look good
unstood im from the back block (block), where they pack
and you couldnt stop em ridin (with what?), wit a padlock (nope)
ask not, ya oc a black box
bullets break em in half, call em shots
i aint tussle
i keep myself truble
i got gorrillas that'll sent you in duffles (duffles)
you guys'll be puzzled, cuz listen i'm too fly to you
i shoot ya dudes up, don't mean to pop ya bubble
but ima click clacka (clacka), clip clappa (clappa)
large cake, scarface on the big
shoulda in notorious (why?) forget rappin
cuz shit, you aint big, you're a big actor (actor)
quit the chit chatter, when would all this chatter (huh)
talkin, think about the trash you pop
i'll have you mournin (mournin), wishin you pass my block
put a light in ya coffin, just so you shadow box

(Chorus)

what, what ? gorilla
what, ? gorilla musik
what, ? gorilla musik

the typa shit the hustles gon' make a to it

what, what ? gorilla
what, what ? musik
what, what ? gorilla

i'ma show little monkeys how gorillas do it