Luyện nghe bài hát Heavyweights

big punisher, eightball, fat joe

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

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

eightball, big punisher

(this is for the heavyweights)
[8] make no
Thirty six o's is my favorite kind of
(this is for the heavyweights)
We runnin jail
Stackin that mail, the scale
(this is for the heavyweights)
[pun] 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 games
You got with 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, that don't play games
You got beef us, nigga say our names

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

big punisher

(this is for the heavyweights)
[pun] 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)
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 with us, say our names
(this is for the heavyweights..)

[big
Yo, fuck you! fuck your whole crew for breathin
your mother, your father, your kids - for no reason
I don't give a fuck if you da wildest on earth
It's one planet and I'm the motherfucker in the universe
You worse a motherfuckin snake in the grass
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 wouldn't last a day and a
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 cherry with lips, a fairy or bitch, you exist..
.. you motherfuckers ready for
Grab your crucifix, tell God I'm coming for your juicy
You'se a bitch, don't let me run up in yo crib the ruthlessness
Bruising enough to hurt and pain I'll bring
Think pray for pun, nigga say my name
I don't those games, you picked the wrong nigga to fuck with
bitch, that's why yo' mother 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 don't those games
You got with 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
(this is for the heavyweights)