Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Boys 226

Nigga you peepin' 'cause I'm peepin' for niggas
I'm on my game ready to be releasin' and
Ya brain, carry 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 hundred miles chasin'

I'm drama, foolishness, whatever start the trigga 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

Leave ya set a straight disaster, Ya got 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 heart beatin', down to the dirty-do

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

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

Pick the casket, dump the in the basket
I slow, a tisket, a tasket
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 that TC

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

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

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

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

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

Clips that's all extended leave you bended, ended
SK's be sendin', slugs be defended
There the arrival, chopper spits five more
Screamin', let's the war 'cause we 'bout survival

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

I gets tool it's, I'm ruthless, do shootin' this
'Bout foolish, lose it, chopper, ready to shoot it
The head buster, Apple and Eagle, B.G., a sinner
I got his body stank behind the shoppin' 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 tellin' me felonies was committed, some was
My destiny is to not in jeopardy, to the death of me

I provide knowledge that spread a virus
This a street orientation, you can't learn this in
You be fuckin' wit the keys if you ain't rollin shit up
I you niggas 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 up from that dust
Nigga, who trippin'? I trippin', you trippin'
When I slap clip in, you shittin' like stool pigeons

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

my people, that's my people, that's hot rimmed Regal
Ask my lawyer, I do it legal, my credit card from Segal's
This my cigar, this my weed, this my Newport, 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 duck when I come around that bend
I'm 'bout that drama with the dirty 30, dirty

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

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