Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Boys 226

Nigga you 'cause I'm peepin' for niggas creepin'
I'm on my game ready to be releasin' and
Ya fuckin' brain, carry and shoot that old 50
Out the clip these bullets rush, leave ya fuckin' head

Wassup? I beef like a deep freezer
Ya talk noise, where ya nigga is where I leave ya
in me and my click, hit ya block erasin'
Leave ya wastin', I run a hundred miles paper chasin'

I'm 'bout drama, foolishness, whatever start the play
I had to spank a nigga believin' what a say
Like K.C., I don't play, spin a nigga bin
A hundred round on the K

ya set a straight disaster, Ya got birds? I smash ya
Refuse, I leave ass, know that I'm nasty
No clues, I can't be caught, I be found, it's all on you
I stop ya from beatin', down to the dirty-do

I a nigga flesh hangin' from his chest 'cause the best
That he dressed couldn't with the Smith & Wess
B.G., Black Connection 226 start static, comin' out a nigga
Leavin' in ya carriage, I ride all night 'til I catch a bitch
And I catch, I automatic wet ya bitch

It's that nigga off the block, call me the mack
Disguised in red bandanna, strapped wit the chrome and mack
Check, you be the playa hater, I be the bitch fader
Bullets graze ya, I tried to erase ya

the casket, dump the Glock in the basket
I stroll slow, a tisket, a
I brings enough of [unverified] heat then I my boys
To destroy, chop ya down a clown

Uptown, is my destination
And murderin' motherfuckers is my
rather face the nation than to fuck wit me
I keep a chopper, I'm a fool out wild TC

Goodbye, better yet I'll see ya
I'm smooth with the steel and wit the I'm like Frazier
Okey doke yo bitch ass, I take the cash and blast
get caught, my trade mark is the black mask

226 on my over my heart
here mark means that I was down from the start
Releasin' them cop killers and peelers
I got ya, you bitch, now time for me to drop ya

Head stop, complete, 50 shots when our choppers scream
Havin' this evenin' leavin' the scene not breathin'
Me and the Hot ride, Chief and gettin' high
Beef and niggas die me and the Hot boys ride

Girlfriend under the seat, side of the Hummer
Here comes the chopper drummer faster a track runner
Don't play the hard road 'cause the hard road get you left
On your way to the crossroads, no tomorrow for

Wettin' your whole set and I think ya be at
Attackin' your old hood and where ya people at
React, pure D-donkey, gettin' funky
Turk me the junk keep more ammo than an army

that's all extended leave you bended, rear ended
SK's be sendin', slugs can't be
There goes the arrival, chopper spits more
Screamin', let's the war 'cause we 'bout survival

I gets loose, chopper, blast drastically,
Bloody, bloody bodies lie the ground raggedy
You turn around I got that red light bright
You of fright 'cause you know you might die tonight

I gets tool it's, I'm ruthless, do more this
'Bout gettin' foolish, lose it, chopper, ready to it
The head buster, Apple and Eagle, B.G., still a
I got his body stank behind the Carrollton center

Baby, gimme the keys, gimme the G's, the weed, gimme
The mack-10, let me see what's happenin', to me niggas lackin'
Some me felonies was committed, some was acquitted
My is to live not in jeopardy, to the death of me

I provide knowledge that spread like a
a street orientation, you can't learn this in college
You be fuckin' around wit the keys if you rollin shit up
I wish you niggas wit me, I would be sewin' up

Look, out in the cut, peep out shot, Corey and Buck
In an expedition truck and brain fucked up that dust
Nigga, who I ain't trippin', you trippin'
When I that clip in, you shittin' like stool pigeons

That's my bitches, that's my riches, that's my
That's my yayo, that's my scale, my sale, that's my clientele
my block, this my rocks, this my shop, this my Glock
This my with the mob, that's my partna black Saab

This my people, my people, that's hot rimmed Regal
Ask my lawyer, I do it legal, that's my credit card Segal's
my cigar, this my weed, this my Newport, this my reefer
That's my old Alma Mater, that's my uncle drinkin' bottle

Okay, I'm from 3 and I don't give a fuck
Nigga, I say murda, murda, what the is up?
Nigga better duck when I come around that
I'm 'bout that drama the dirty 30, nose dirty

And I'm from that 3 and I be gat totin', I feel ya body of lead
Put you to bed and now another that done up, fuck
I and make sure that I don't miss the hit, you up in [unverified]
I got ya, I hurt ya, now I'm up in ya area, finish ya

I come with a bouquet of flowers, the bouquet of flowers
Is a 9 nickel to devour and motherfuck anybody
Tryin' to get yo back, better be 'bout some comin'
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