Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Boys 226

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

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

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

Leave ya set a disaster, Ya got birds? I smash ya
Refuse, I leave that ass, know 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 flesh hangin' from his chest 'cause the best
he dressed couldn't fuck with the Smith & Wess
B.G., Black Connection 226 start static, out a nigga attic
Leavin' holes in ya carriage, I ride all night 'til I catch a
And when I catch, I automatic wet ya

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I gets loose, chopper, blast drastically,
Bloody, bloody bodies lie upon the ground
You around I got that red light beamin bright
You full of fright you know you might die tonight

I gets tool it's, I'm ruthless, do more shootin'
'Bout gettin' foolish, lose it, chopper, 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, the G's, gimme the weed, gimme
The mack-10, let me see what's happenin', to me niggas lackin'
Some tellin' me felonies was committed, some was
My destiny is to not in jeopardy, to the death of me

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

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

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

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

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

And I'm that 3 and I be gat totin', I feel ya body full of lead
Put you to bed and now another that done came up,
I plot and make sure that I don't 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, within the bouquet of
Is a 9 nickel to devour and motherfuck anybody
Tryin' to get yo back, they be 'bout some comin'
the men in black