Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Boys 226

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Goodbye, yet I'll see ya later
I'm smooth with the steel and wit the hands I'm like
doke yo bitch ass, then I take the cash and blast
Never get caught, my trade mark is the black

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Baby, gimme the keys, gimme the G's, the weed, gimme
The mack-10, let me see happenin', to me these 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 spread like a virus
This a street orientation, you can't learn in college
You be fuckin' around wit the keys if you ain't shit up
I wish you niggas wit me, I would be sewin' up

Look, hide out in the cut, peep out shot, and Buck
In an expedition and brain fucked up from that dust
Nigga, who trippin'? I trippin', you trippin'
When I slap that clip in, you shittin' like stool

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

This my people, that's my people, that's hot rimmed
Ask my lawyer, I do it legal, that's my credit from 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 that 3 and I don't give a
Nigga, I say murda, murda, what the is up?
Nigga better duck when I around that bend
I'm 'bout that with 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 done came 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 with a bouquet of flowers, within 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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