Luyện nghe bài hát Jackin' 4 Joints

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

(Shawna Coyle)
I really shot that motherfucka