Luyện nghe bài hát Jeeps, Lex Coups, Bimaz & Benz

Yeah, LB fam finally up in this
Got my that put me on, you know what I'm sayin'
Want a out to the Uptown, you know man
up

MCA, this is how we do
Me and Tah hah
Lou, my man, Spigg Nice
We be gettin' down
So is how we go, let me let you know, how
It be, in da, G H E, T O, rhyme name ho
They be runnin' down the
Hey, if you hear a rewind

the best? Whose the worst in this here rap game?
For who claim to be the best, I tear them out the frame
I'm puttin' Queens on the map
Double springs, wit some baggy jeans I rap
Come up with a style to make
Don't treat me like no lame, I've in this game for awhile
I've seen alot ta come, I've seen a go
I've alot ta break, I've seen alot to blow, a yo

It's a trip to see a nigga
Get a nigga, nigga get a grip, get a
You don't even know the of my crew
To be talking, but you're talking and you act like you
Yo set it, you fuckin' crossed the and hit the border
LB fam start attacking some attacking order
Put on your leather gloves, and hats and get your picture
And get the gats just in case you it to the stacks

Shout out to the
It's the Lex Coups, and the Benz
To all my and my men
To all my in the pen, keep your head up
And to the
East Coast, Coast and World Wide
Ain't wrong with puffin' on lai
And if you're with me let me you say "Right", right, right

Now a dayz, frontin' like they ill
Now bustin' caps and got a muthafuckin' to do to show his skill
Recognize, nigga you frontin' for
I your style, you neva hit a blunt before
Oh, your another in the race
Fakin' gats, takin' up
To me your but a needle in the hay stack
Listen kid, I've been doing this since from ways

In the day, Ace Tre
At the best, up to hey
Whose the best? I the best to come test me
So I can release some stress my chest G
Is you down to go for pound
Toe to toe, blow for blow, round for
I'm wonderin' 'coz I bring the thunder and the
'Causin' confusion to brain

out to the Jeeps
It's the Lex Coups, Bimas and the
To all my and my men
To all my peoples in the pen, keep head up
And to the
East Coast, West Coast and Wide
Ain't wrong with puffin' on lai
And if you're with me let me hear you say "Right", right,

Keep the shit for the year 95
I got more niggaz in my tribe than there's beez in the bee
LB Fam stay high
Mr. Cheeks, everyday
Concentrate to get my straight
Make us wait, before it's too fuckin'
The Lost Boyz, yeah that's who I wit
who I runs wit, who I smoke trees wit

Pack your bags, head outta
I'll be around so be gone before sundown
From Jamaica comes a named Cheeks
techniques of the streets over rough neck beats
This is going bounce about the Cheeks can't remember
I'm the muthafucker choppin' like a chainsaw
Talk what you wanna, do what you
let me tell you something man you can't do me nadda

Shout out to the
It's the Lex Coups, Bimas and the
To all my and my men
To all my peoples in the pen, your head up
And to the
Coast, West Coast and World Wide
Ain't nuttin' with puffin' on lai
And if with me let me hear you say "Right", right, right

Shout out to the
It's the Lex Coups, and the Benz
To all my and my men
To all my peoples in the pen, your head up
And to the
East Coast, West and World Wide
nuttin' wrong with puffin' on lai
And if you're with me let me hear you say "Right", right,

Now if you to my album
You see we deal wit the real deal street life

Shout out to the
the Lex Coups, Bimas and the Benz
To all my and my men
To all my peoples in the pen, keep your up
And to the
East Coast, West Coast and Wide
nuttin' wrong with puffin' on lai
And if with me let me hear you say "Right", right, right