Luyện nghe bài hát John Blaze

My show like regiments, military intelligence
Murder game, I no evidence, credentials
Go ask my pre school, talk to my old principal
He'd tell you how you I used to a no. 2 pencil

Stabbin' students, teachers, catholics, preachers
In the staircase, cuttin' class, passin' my reefer
In my own class, operation return, they to say
I was incompetent, not able to

The table 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 dissin'

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

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

I hate a actor that plays a
I'm Terror Squad beta everybody's favorite rapper
Grand college material insane criminal
The same who known to blow out your brain mineral

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

Soon as I chitter chatter you shatter, I'm the kid
out of Bronx, stomp you to death like it didn't matter
I'm even than before, iller metaphors
Killers bet it all on Pun, one verse, dead 'em all

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

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

Take that, not only can I flow I can aim
'Cause y'all misdemeanor niggaz stand the reign
Better that, whenever I see y'all I'ma test ya
Only 'cause I that fagots respect pressure

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

Put your money on the table, we could battle on
Y'all hot dog niggaz get
Fuck around with Jason, that shorty from The Lox, John

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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