Luyện nghe bài hát Heavyweights

big punisher, eightball, fat joe

[fat
(y'all niggaz is crazy)
Don carta' bomb harder (we makin a mayne)
squad, what, what? (aiyyo, uh, ye-yo, terror squad)
Don carta' bomb harder (suave house) the fuck?
Violator, violator! yeah, uhh, yo..

No heart, why them other niggaz foul
Eight hit me in the cell, said to him in the a.t.l.
At 12 up in the club
Where you ain't fuckin nothin you givin up dubs
Feelin the love, from tha and thugs
Players and pimps, and gents, swift in the butt
Not givin a fuck, that's the I live
Trife like this, you up wit yo wife and kids
I dislike my bitch, but I gotta deal wit her
16 shot meal getter, why I'm still wit her
For real nigga, you couldn't possibly lock me
My squad be bringin "havoc" than "prodigy"
Ain't no stoppin me, I got killers pop for me
Run up in my stash and give that ass more than broccoli
no apology, yo blocks'll be my property
Cop a seat and watch the terror prophecy

Chorus: eightball, big

(this is for the heavyweights)
[8] no mistakes
Thirty six o's is my kind of cake
(this is for the heavyweights)
We from jail
Stackin mail, tippin the scale
(this is for the heavyweights)
aiyyo we live large, big cars, 3-d ice
I'm so big, niggaz see me
(this is for the heavyweights)
We three guys, that don't play those
You got beef with us, nigga say our
(this is for the heavyweights)
we live large, big cars, 3-d ice
I'm so big, niggaz see me
(this is for the heavyweights)
We three guys, don't play those games
You got beef with us, say our names

Yeah,
it to the next level, joe, crack and big ball
Blaze up the hay, one two, mic check
All been warned, this combination
Connected in the location
So niggaz won't be runnin up and make me have to slug at, above
Part of yo' body where bulletproof hug at
Rugrat, you find some mo' kids to play with
Three titanic niggaz, we ain't got to say
Our way shit, do some real em pay shit
Them niggaz wit me that don't rap, the one's that spray shit
Pop pop, with the chop, out the drop top
Drip drip, a nigga blood, til his heart stop
Hard times a nigga write a lot of hard rhymes
Hard lines from my mind took eightball big
fat joe and big pun
I don't none of y'all tricks want none

Chorus: big

(this is for the heavyweights)
aiyyo we live large, big cars, 3-d ice
I'm so big, see me twice
(this is for the heavyweights)
We three guys, that don't play those
You got with us, nigga say our names
(this is for the heavyweights)
Aiyyo we large, big cars, 3-d ice
I'm so big, niggaz see me
(this is for the heavyweights)
We three guys, that don't play those
You got with us, nigga say our names
(this is for the heavyweights..)

[big
Yo, aiyyo fuck you! fuck your whole crew for
Fuck mother, your father, your kids - for no reason
I don't give a fuck if you da wildest on earth
one planet and I'm the fattest motherfucker in the universe
You worse a motherfuckin snake in the grass
Fake for the cash, wait til you pass ? ? , and you crash
You pay for yo' acts, and all the mistakes you made in yo'
Hope you get raped in yo' ass while you, takin a
Up north - you wouldn't a day and a half
bet my weight and my stack, a razor will slash, yo' face and yo' ass
Before you can say, "take me at last, I'm for death"
Now you heavnely strapped
A with lips, a fairy or bitch, you barely exist..
.. you motherfuckers for this?
Grab your crucifix, tell God I'm coming for your lips
You'se a bitch, let me run up in yo crib with the ruthlessness
Bruising shit enough to hurt and I'll bring
Think y'all pray for pun, say my name
I don't play those games, you picked the wrong nigga to fuck
Punk bitch, that's why yo' suck dick!
What...

Chorus: big

(this is for the heavyweights)
we live large, big cars, 3-d ice
I'm so big, niggaz see me
(this is for the heavyweights)
We three guys, that play those games
You got beef us, nigga say our names
(this is for the heavyweights)
Aiyyo we large, big cars, 3-d ice
I'm so big, niggaz see me
(this is for the heavyweights)
We three guys, that don't those games
You got beef with us, say our names
(this is for the heavyweights)