Luyện nghe bài hát Heavyweights

big punisher, eightball, fat joe

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

No heart, that's why them other niggaz
Eight hit me in the cell, said to him in the a.t.l.
At 12 up in the gentelman's
Where you ain't fuckin nothin you givin up dubs
Feelin the love, from tha killers and
Players and pimps, ladies and gents, swift in the
Not a fuck, that's the life I live
Trife like this, you up wit yo wife and kids
I dislike my bitch, but I still deal wit her
16 meal getter, that's why I'm still wit her
For real nigga, you couldn't lock with me
My squad be bringin more "havoc" "prodigy"
Ain't no stoppin me, I got that'll pop for me
Run up in my stash and give that ass beef 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
six o's is my favorite kind of cake
(this is for the heavyweights)
We runnin jail
that mail, tippin the scale
(this is for the heavyweights)
[pun] aiyyo we 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 beef us, nigga say our names
(this is for the heavyweights)
we live large, big cars, 3-d ice
I'm so big, see me twice
(this is for the heavyweights)
We three guys, don't play those games
You got beef us, nigga say our names

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

Chorus: big

(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 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, see me twice
(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..)

[big
Yo, aiyyo you! fuck your whole crew for breathin
Fuck your mother, your father, your kids - for no
I give a fuck if you da wildest nigga on earth
It's one planet and I'm the motherfucker in the universe
You worse than a motherfuckin snake in the
for the cash, wait til you pass ? ? , shake and you crash
You pay for yo' acts, and all the you made in yo' past
you get raped in yo' ass while you, takin a bath
Up north - you last a day and a half
I'll bet my weight and my stack, a razor will slash, yo' and yo' ass
you can say, "take me at last, I'm ready for death"
Now you just heavnely
A cherry lips, a fairy or bitch, you barely exist..
.. you motherfuckers ready for
Grab your crucifix, God I'm coming for your juicy lips
You'se a bitch, don't let me run up in yo crib with the
Bruising shit enough to and pain I'll bring
y'all pray for pun, nigga say my name
I don't those games, you picked the wrong nigga to fuck with
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, don't play those games
You got beef with us, say our names
(this is for the heavyweights)
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 beef with us, say our names
(this is for the heavyweights)