Luyện nghe bài hát H.N.I.C.

Yo, it gets no than this
It's the shit on street
It move units like Shania Twain on a Mobb
The solar system still
Gods listen when I speak the world pay

capital P, niggaz rather hang up
Ya know my handle, talkin' like you straight thug
Dunn, I catch you you shoppin' for kicks
Suprise bitch, shoot is spontaneous

And, oh from now on, me Columbo
'Cause I come through up, think I give a fuck?
Look at my chain, look at my
But are you listenin' to the man? My shit bang kid

I run this shit, I set the trend, you get the dick
That's basically it, these rap niggaz I'm talkin' 'bout them
please, you ain't in my league, jus' follow my lead

I be the H.N.I.C.
The head nigga in
The boss, the Crunch dog, the sarge
The M.O.B.B., the status, we
The guns, the drama, the love, the

The H.N.I.C., the head nigga in
The guns, the drama, the love, the
The boss, the Crunch dog, the sarge
The M.O.B.B., the status, we

I'm all over, me and my dogs enjoy
We pop bottles, celebrate death blow a kiss
At wittle bitch, wish pain on your kids
Piss on your casket ya tombstone and shit, dog

And I ain't even that type a dude
But all's fair in love and war it's hand called for
Now ya wanna ride for your cause
But fuck it, they could get it too, as you

And I be goddamned if put they hands on me
Money brings power and puts in parties
Sends niggaz on Amtrak with those for your
It pays for thirty tickets if we got beef, huh
Hardly, you all know what is

I grew up in the hoods and the
Wit fiends and crack heads
Teenage killers Mack-10s
Best friends cut other's throat
And they own fan backwards

Maybe that'd live now, I'm on rap shit
Album out keeps me far from the big house
The hand guns that bigger house
'Cuz ain't cuttin' for me to enforce to hold it down like

The H.N.I.C.
The head in charge
The guns, the drama, the love, the
The boss, the Captain Crunch dog, the
The MOBB, the status, we

The H.N.I.C., the head nigga in
The boss, the Crunch dog, the sarge
The MOBB, the status, we
The guns, the drama, the love, the