Luyện nghe bài hát John Blaze

My stripes show like regiments, military
Murder game, I leave no evidence,
Go ask my pre-school, talk to my old principal
He'd tell you how you I to pack a No. 2 pencil

Stabbin' students, grabbin' teachers, Catholics,
In the school staircase, class, passin' my reefer
In my own class, return, they tried to say
I was incompetent, not able to

The turned now, got my own label to earn
Like that nigga said, in dead presidents, money I
bridge, pay homage, respect Nas is the vet
Acknowledge the rep, polish baguettes, is dissin' that

I'm the best, puttin' all violence to rest
Latin Kings, the blood los sangres, blood in Spanish
So thugs vanish, unite the system
To with inner street wisdom, to help teach a prison

My crew puff lye, anyone test the Pun die
Just give me one try, Now you know, you done fucked up
Hah, you got no wins in my casa
Que te pasa, you even in my clasa

I hate a actor that a rapper
I'm Squad beta kappa everybody's favorite rapper
Grand imperial college insane criminal
The same nigga who known to out your brain mineral

I reign subliminal your visual
Try to supply your physical my spiritual side of this lyrical
I'll appear in your dreams, like do, no kidding you
Even if I stuttered I still sh-sh-sh-shit on you

as I chitter chatter, you shitter shatter, I'm the kid
Out of Bronx, that'll stomp you to like it didn't matter
I'm even better than before, iller
Killers bet it all on Pun, one verse, dead em all

Blaze
Ja-Ja-ah-John
J-Ja-J-Ja, Blaze
Johnny Blaze, ain't a damn changed

Aiyyo, my is subject to change, I mess around
And spit twelve at the side door of your Range
Six hit you, the other six, up in dame
Mafia style, leave you with your watch and chains

heed that, not only can I flow I can aim
'Cause y'all niggaz can't stand the reign
Better that, whenever I see y'all I'ma test ya
Only I know that faggots respect pressure

Hardcore, like you get, kicked out the yard for
ain't the cops, but I lock niggaz up
You could meet me in my cell I soak and niggaz up
Far as the flow go, you let your dough show

Put money on the table
We could on cable
hot dog niggaz get nathans
Fuck around with Jason, that shorty The Lox, John Blazin'

My son out
(What)
beef yo, throw the tool out
Let's run these niggaz, kidnap they work, em move out
hash, hands is like glass, keep the heat
In the dash, did some dirt for some work, a gash

The blocker, wicked sneaker rocker footwear
Strike me out God, stackin' up joints, rack em like
is raw, raw like fuck kid, represent
Here to Crenshaw, hold my words than a Benz stall

Relentless, the consolidated
the quickness, dress up in the wig and blouse
Killer sickness, Lex, imagination large, cards
Beat the bogus squad brains that connect put on the God

Specialist, iciclist, collar
Feelin' the rich, work for every dollar snitch, that's why
niggaz who got heart God, sign em up
Start the wind up, we John Blazin', Don up in the up

Blaze
Ja-Ja-ah-John
J-Ja-J-Ja, John
Johnny Blaze, ain't a thing changed

It's mathematics, you gotta love us
'Cause Joey Crack plus gat equals a dead motherfuckers
Just when you I was done, I recruited Pun
Squad Enterprise, undisputed Dunn

I'm from the slums where it's worse, bust guns 'til it hurts
For fuckin' with my on the first
And go to church a mobster
Discuss your death over shrimp and lobster with my Cuban

with the cartridge, twenty shot
Run up on any block, any cop
to run many spots, now I own shops
Gortex with the lot, five sixty-four a pop

I'm hot, who wanna get
I fire one in your knot and your whole fuckin' head turn
You learn to parlay, I've had a hard day
Fuck around the Don and get John Blazed

J-J-J-John
Ja-Ja-ah-John
J-Ja-J-Ja, Blaze
Johnny Blaze, a damn thing changed

J-J-J-John
Ja-Ja-ah-John
J-Ja-J-Ja, Blaze
Johnny Blaze, ain't a damn changed