Luyện nghe bài hát Groovy Tony/Eddie Kane

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

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

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

Exactly what I'mma when the cops come
languages, the same as when the shots rung
Hole in a thirty-eight and a
Real nigga, we all you are not one, nah
with the rebels, it's a three-man weave
With the Lord and the
Really all I is a pitchfork and a shovel
If I can't proceed then I to the metal (Blank face)
high watching NBA League Pass (Who with?)
With your at the re-pass (My condolences)
My heart's colder
I hug your mom and look over her shoulder
You I got the, (Blank face)
I nothing, I ain't seen nothing
I ain't in the middle nothin', no in between nothin'
F y'all for hating me
As I sit there while they 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 with it, came with it
Uh, rims down the road huh
Five in the morning, knockin' at my door huh
Toilet of dope, while my burner knee high
Tell me put the gun down, I'm gon' die
I know, I know, big guns sell
Eddie Kane's little bro, k, one whip, hah

Open Kane for hire
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 of cabbage
Came the dirt to the carrots
Getting dirty
Fuck different mommas
between the speakers
So you mister teacher
the paper, I ace it
Lead, tried to erase it
But I'm standing
mad at everything
Nothing given, I'mma it first
On the trees a hammock
Flip the work the campus
Young Ruby, your hood into a movie (Into a movie)
Gang bang it, don't it
GTA-ing, shoot the club up
Fuck sneak the K in
On the to riches
Thank you Reagan
You helped them rake in
And to my uncle fucked up the family
That that you was smokin'
I was pushin' lay on the cushion
I'mma blame it on your ass 'cause I ain't gettin'
And your proof is in the
I'm his grandma's baby, Kane
(Eddie Kane, Kane)

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