Luyện nghe bài hát H.N.I.C.

Yo, it gets no better than
the hottest shit on street
It move units like Twain on a Mobb beat
The solar stand still
Gods listen when I speak the pay attention

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

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

I run this shit, I set the trend, you get the dick
That's basically it, rap niggaz think 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 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 enjoy this
We pop bottles, celebrate your blow a kiss
At your wittle bitch, wish pain on kids
Piss on your casket kick ya and shit, dog

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

And I be goddamned if they put hands on me
brings power and puts guns in parties
Sends niggaz on Amtrak those 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 and crack heads
Teenage killers Mack-10s
friends cut each other's throat
And they own fan backwards

that'd live now, I'm on some rap shit
Album out keeps me far from the big house
The hand guns that bigger house
'Cuz ain't nobody 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 Crunch dog, the sarge
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