Luyện nghe bài hát Jackin' 4 Joints

(Brotha Hung)
me a motherfucking joint
check my gat nigga get my point I jack
on foos like vice and my nine milla meter ain't nathan nice
I start jacking for blunts a jacket and ones I get dank
Im sending niggas to the blood bank
you hook me up proper
or die from my loaded heart
like nut smoking up for blunt
and one time you can take me if you check me if you
soon as I get my dank
you know it ain't 10 minutes later for I'm planning my gank
and even if your with my crew
(conversation)
(yo shut up man I don't understand this man, yo you get motherfucka, I
him too)
so hook it up Mo
you know its that gat up against your motherfucking spleen
gimmie all that green bud or be kicking up dust off the motherfucking
rug
jacket off to the next nigga
R.J. you have a nate trigger
I don't play so give it up shit
I got the same old nine I blasted old Mo Green with foo
break smooth
gimmie all mexican sex and don't stress
I got this handled
put 10 of them sacks on a motherfucking panel
and I'm out the door
Triple Six next victim foo I need a 4 O
Im be kinda difficult
but Ima need me a 12 and a trench coat
lil ride the
Triple Six in the room with some vannah on in the coat
everybody don't move I'm fiending
hit the ice box for the Old
have to use my gun
now I'm off to Haven I pop 8 3 1 nigga
ounce to the bounce
snatch 2 then I bounce
and whatcha cant faking on the way out I saw the keys to the
I might as well it
kept breaking next nigga M.C. Hobbs
foo start tripping so I put out the (2 gunshots)
about 6 40's
now I'm back to the motherfucking duece while they for me
Im in the getting butted and drunk
a nigga hiting with the dank
and I could feel them niggas that I ganked
coming up so I the gat nigga
to my shawnte' on the trigger
better do it before I ya home
pop pop pop pop 4 to the

(Shawna Coyle)
shit I shot that motherfucka