Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Boys 226

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

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

I'm 'bout drama, foolishness, start the trigga play
I had to spank a believin' what a bitch say
Like K.C., I don't play, a nigga bin everyday
A hundred drum 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 be caught, I can't be found, it's all on you
I stop ya heart from beatin', to the dirty-do

I leave a nigga flesh hangin' his chest 'cause the best
That he dressed couldn't fuck 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 a bitch
And when I catch, I wet ya bitch

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

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

Uptown, that is my
And murderin' is my occupation
You'd rather face the 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 the steel and wit the hands I'm like Frazier
Okey doke yo ass, then I take the cash and blast
Never get caught, my mark is the black mask

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

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

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

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

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

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

I provide knowledge spread like a virus
This a orientation, you can't learn this in college
You be fuckin' around wit the 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, Corey and
In an expedition truck and brain fucked up from that
Nigga, who I ain't 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, my scale, that's my sale, that's my clientele
This my block, this my rocks, this my shop, this my
This my connection with the mob, that's my partna 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
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 3 and I don't give 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 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 done came up, fuck
I plot and make sure that I don't miss the hit, you up in
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 plated to devour and anybody
Tryin' to get yo back, they be 'bout some comin'
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