Luyện nghe bài hát Gutta Boyz

(We daddy!)

T]
Yuh!
I'm sippin on that 'notiq the of Hulk man
And the smoke got a nigga twerkin
You niggaz is perkin - so you it big?
You roll deep but when I see you it's just you and kids
I roll sick, my rims feel helicopter propellers
And my pockets run deep a Mercer teller
Haters trip when they see the whip by
The paint on it like the I-95
I'm just Clyde, without the Bonnie, I got the
heat for you niggaz and the po' for the
Gotti, I'm puttin an end to camraderie
I'm lettin off heat, 'til eyes get watery
Some gon' ricochet, some gon' hit, gon' get 'em
Fluids gon' out like refreshin club serum
I'm deadly as bite but I'm far from a snake
I'll hit you up on birthday while you cuttin your cake

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We gangsters nigga; you see the cars, the
The chains, the fuckin broads we
We nigga; we'll come through your hood
a hundred and empty the whole clip
We gangsters nigga; we got for the beef
And my put you under the street
We gangsters nigga; so you better watch you say
'Fore I empty the whole in your face

T]
Streets is tough, but ain't no hopscotch on the ground
Just burner shells, and siren sounds
Niggaz know who I am in the town; it a circus
But it might as well be, cause you know clown
I'm a terrain boss, I most niggaz envious dawg
And if a nigga owe me change you better me it dawg
If you feelin you wanna leap, make like a frog
You niggaz lame, transparent Wonder Woman's plane
I'm a in this game, a federal figure
Blowin doj' in the hummer, 50 K on my
I'm a NASCAR winner poppin Mo' and Bill{?}
D-Squad don't give a about nobody else
I pull a {?} to contain your whole, clique for
The end will probably be, pinewood and flowers
So I'll advise you deduct your and powder
We gangsters and we jackin (yup!)

T]
S.T. D-Squad, G.G.D
get it twisted motherfucker yeah we do creep
We ride out thug, we don't die
We lay low like mechanics to fix up rides
A lot of cats say I'm sick in the head, I anger it's on
Poodles be up missin or dead
I haters up, like an old-ass sample
Or creep through village, like Stallone in "Rambo"
I'm piranhas on red meat, I'm on you niggaz
You Then I guess I got to comb you niggaz
So break bread, when you see me dawg hit the
I'm a nigga off the X, unpredicta-ble
Imitators always how gangsta they is
But got as much courage as the Lion in "The Wiz"
Shit I'm into pullin shanks on you fake Jake
Me and my burner hold it down man we go way