Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Boys 226

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

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

I'm 'bout drama, foolishness, whatever start the play
I had to spank a believin' 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 straight disaster, Ya got I smash ya
Refuse, I leave that ass, know that I'm
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
That he dressed 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 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 and black mack
Check, while you be the hater, I be the bitch fader
Bullets graze ya, nigga I to erase ya

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

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

Goodbye, better yet see ya later
I'm smooth the steel and wit the hands I'm like Frazier
Okey doke yo bitch ass, I take 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
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' this evenin' leavin' the scene not breathin'
Me and the Hot boys ride, Chief and gettin'
Beef and niggas die when me and the Hot ride

Girlfriend under the seat, side of the Hummer
Here comes the chopper drummer faster a track runner
Don't play the hard 'cause 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
your old hood and where ya people sleep at
React, pure D-donkey, 'bout funky
throw me the junk keep more ammo than an army

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

I gets loose, chopper, drastically, tragically
Bloody, bloody bodies lie upon the raggedy
You turn 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 this
gettin' foolish, lose it, chopper, ready to shoot it
The head buster, and Eagle, B.G., still a sinner
I got his body behind the Carrollton shoppin' center

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

I provide that spread like a virus
This a street orientation, you can't learn in college
You be fuckin' around wit the 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, Corey and
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' like stool

That's my bitches, my riches, that's my niggas
That's my yayo, that's my scale, that's my sale, that's my
This my block, this my rocks, my shop, this my Glock
This my connection with the mob, 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 card Segal's
my cigar, this my weed, this 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, what the is up?
better duck when I come around that bend
I'm 'bout that drama with the 30, nose dirty

And I'm from that 3 and I be gat totin', I ya body full of lead
Put you to bed and now another that done up, fuck
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 rest area, ya

I come with a of flowers, within the bouquet of flowers
Is a 9 nickel plated to devour and motherfuck
Tryin' to get yo back, they be 'bout some comin'
the men in black