Luyện nghe bài hát H.N.I.C.

Yo, it gets no better this
It's the hottest on street
It move like Shania Twain on a Mobb beat
The solar system still
listen when I speak the world pay attention

It's capital P, niggaz rather up
Ya niggaz know my handle, talkin' you straight thug
Dunn, I catch you while you for kicks
Suprise bitch, shoot outs is

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

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

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

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

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

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

I grew up in the hoods and the
Wit dope fiends and crack
killers with Mack-10s
Best friends cut each other's
And twist they own fan

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

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