Luyện nghe bài hát John Blaze

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

Stabbin' students, teachers, catholics, preachers
In the school staircase, cuttin' class, passin' my
In my own class, operation return, tried to say
I was incompetent, not to learn

The turned now, got my own label to earn
Like that nigga in, Dead Presidents, money to burn
Queensbridge, pay homage, nas is the vet
Acknowledge the rep, polish baguettes, niggaz is that

I'm just the best, puttin' all violence to
Between Latin the blood Los sangres, blood in Spanish
So many thugs vanish, the system
To fight with inner street wisdom, to help a prison

My crew lye, anyone test the Pun must die
Just me one try, now you know you done fucked up right?'
Hah, you got no wins in my casa
Que te pasa, you ain't even in my

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

I subliminal inside your visual
Try to supply your physical with my spiritual side of lyrical
appear in your dreams, like Freddie do, no kidding you
Even if I stuttered I would shit on you

Soon as I chatter you shitter shatter, I'm the kid
out of Bronx, that'll stomp you to death it didn't matter
I'm even better before, iller metaphors
Killers bet it all on Pun, 'cause one verse, 'em all

Blaze
J-j-john
J-j-john
Blaze ain't a damn thing changed

Aiyo, my is subject to change, I mess around
And twelve at the driver's side door of your range
Six hit you, the six, up in your dame
Mafia style, leave you your watch and your chains

heed that, not only can I flow I can aim
'Cause y'all misdemeanor niggaz can't the reign
Better believe that, whenever I see I'ma test ya
Only 'cause I know that fagots pressure

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

Put your money on the table, we could on cable
hot dog niggaz get nathans
Fuck around Jason, that shorty from The Lox, John Blazin

My son cool out don't yo, throw the tool out
(What)
run these niggaz, kidnap they work, make 'em move out
Crushed hash, hands is glass, keep the heat
In the dash, did dirt for some work, caught a gash

The flicker blocker, wicked 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 stronger a Benz stall

Relentless, the consolidated
With the quickness, dress up in the wig and blouse, sickness
Lex, large, gold cards
Beat the bogus brains that connect put on the older God

Specialist, iciclist, Woolridge
Feelin' the rich, work for dollar don't snitch, that's why
niggaz who got heart God, sign 'em up
Start the wind up, we Blazin', Don up in the line up

Blaze
J-j-john
Blaze
Johnny Blaze ain't a damn thing

It's simple mathematics, you love us
'Cause Joey Crack plus gat equals a lotta motherfuckers
when you thought I was done, I recruited Pun
Terror Squad Enterprise, undisputed

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

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

I'm hot, who get burned?
I fire one in knot and watch your whole fuckin' head turn
You best learn to parlay, had a hard day
Fuck with the Don and get John Blazed

J-j-john
J-j-john
Blaze
Johnny Blaze a damn thing changed

Blaze
J-j-john
Johnny Blaze a damn thing changed