Luyện nghe bài hát Groovy Tony/Eddie Kane

Blank Face, tre 8, everybody, fuck an AK
Sell narcotics and step my up to Bill Gates
PusH all limits, you timid, need to back off
cops, tHem crackers want us witH our black off
THug life nigga since '96 I wanted to bang
Few years later I'm really from it, we were still
Crack off nigga, I'm squeezing empty 'til tHe sHell
Fuck my image I need to drop, I need to, Blank
brain damage from my mecHanics, keeping two ways
Sell narcotics, I'm slanging diamonds your pack tHen
Stack commas, you witH your riders witH your backbone
Can't fold figures, I deposits witH tHe gold grin
Jeans look dirty, I tHe CHevy witH tHe rims on
All bad bitcHes, wanna fuck me witH tHe cap gone
Real life nigga, I'm in tHe stu' all tHe weed blown
Wait long, long, I Hid tHe dope tHe cellpHone
don't Hear me, I want tHe money rigHt
UgH, Groovy Tony, no face
I see tHe rigHt, ugH

YeaH, Face
Clear out tHe safe
Crack tHe pig bank, your kids too
My Heart an igloo, tHe in all blue, HuH
Die now go to or bring 'em tHrougH
Lot of brown 'round Here, got tHat wHite for you
And sHe swimming in fire water, be double digits
Pistol tHrougH your
Most die before tHey Hear it, a nigga to a spirit
slow, oH, Hey
Hit tHe curb witH mirrors
Look around now you're Hellbound, boogie
BullsHit I won't allow, slang a every Hou'
Smack a nigga tHe Heat
Contradicting, now you
Leave you triple six in defeat
Can you dig it?
a matcH, tHey won't finisH
Drop a nigga off, get a wHipped
fingertips, aye

Blank Face, tre 8, kill everybody, an AK
Sell narcotics and step my dollars up to Gates
PusH all limits, you timid, need to back off
Punk ass cops tHem crackers want us our black off
life nigga since '96 I want tHe gang bang
Few years later I'm really from it, we still kids
Crack off nigga, I'm squeezing 'til tHe sHell break
Fuck my image I need to drop, I to, Blank Face

what I'mma have when the cops come
Body languages, the as when the shots rung
in a thirty-eight and a shotgun
Real nigga, we all you are not one, nah
Running with the rebels, it's a weave
the Lord and the devil
Really all I is a pitchfork and a shovel
If I proceed then I resort to the metal (Blank face)
Getting high watching NBA League (Who with?)
your family at the re-pass (My condolences)
My heart's getting
When I hug mom and look over her shoulder
You I got the, (Blank face)
I nothing, I ain't seen nothing
I ain't in the with nothin', no in between nothin'
F for ever hating me
As I sit while they interrogate me
I'm staring at 'em the (Blank face)

Top rack nigga and the money came it huh
New bitch with me, hope the booty came with it, with it
Uh, rims down the road huh
Five in the morning, knockin' at my door huh
Toilet full of dope, while my burner high
me put the gun down, I'm probably gon' die
I know, I know, big guns dope
Eddie Kane's bro, hundred k, one whip, hah

Open Eddie Kane for
Been tryna get rich for
Nights like this I
Cocaine drops fall, woo, woo, woo, woo

Yo, uh, yo, uh
the car with no mileage
Kristoff on my
My cigar full of
from the dirt to the carrots
Getting dirty
Fuck baby mommas
Dope between the
So fuck you teacher
the paper, I ace it
Lead, they to erase it
But I'm still
They mad at
Nothing given, I'mma take it
On the trees like a
Flip the behind the campus
Young Ruby, turn your hood a movie (Into a movie)
Gang it, don't slang it
GTA-ing, the whole club up
Fuck sneak the K in
On the road to
you Mister Reagan
You helped dollars rake in
And to my that fucked up the family
That shit that you was
I was residue lay on the cushion
I'mma blame it on your ass I ain't gettin' whoopings
And your proof is in the
I'm his baby, Eddie Kane
(Eddie Kane, Kane)

in the white light and we on
Is there any smokers in here?
And we on
And is any other smokers in here?
And we on
Is there any other smokers in
open doors on the road to my heart
Dreams on the floor, bet a nigga high
And I
We're to go, around, around, around
We're to go, around, around, around