Luyện nghe bài hát Just Clownin'

(Talking) Back again...It's the the jankiest
Still gettin' my stalk on on
1
One of the WSC riders
One about the Feds on camera with the folded
It's me the G you be a seein' Nighttrain
two fingers split I'ma get her again I bring her
Skip throw it up throw it up give it up or get rolled up
up thought I told ya 'bout this Maad Circle Soldier
Allstars locs pieces khakis and
the OG Godfather with the feather in it
The shadiest what's crackin' who got the sack and
nigga they goin' for everybody's on the floor
Make way for the cutthroat with a beard long as Moses
walkin' through yo camps and striking poses
A straight vet Connect is my set
Since a rook I did everything in the
Puttin' those on ya like bing bing when I get ya
Loc this rap game ain't for a real cap nigga

Not clownin' we got thousands
out bangin' the streets
Playas get from thinkin' I'm acting
y'all see WC
(Repeat)
2
Now bow to the shadiest hood west rollin'
7 figure nigga hi fi growin'
Pistol holdin' with nothing but trues
jumping out the fo' in the house shoes
WC a G in these streets for years
been loccin' the Force MD's were singing "Tears"
Now the fuck a new nigga got to say to me
I was pullin' 211's when was the Beat
1984 Lo Sports Arena
and off of jams I'm jackin' fools for
When Run DMC and Jam Master bust
we was snatchin' mothafuckas outta trucks
Raised from a of real killers and knick kickers
that never ran on ya but was quick to put hands on ya
(Talking) Ha ha Man better figure us out quick
no rappers here we felons trying to make money at this here.

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It's the cap night grinder west rider hood ratacider
Deuce 4 7 all day
4 deep corners in a rag Chevrolet
Started out nada before I turned I used to do it for free
but now I for the paper
Maad Circle hit 'em up bam
Where y'all them enemies don't act dumb
y'all know we from
It's that letter 2 times with the S
cut off Dickie wearing descendant from the
square dumping in the center where the crowd
with my flag on my head tied Aunt style
But ain't nobody cause we all about the ends
fool I don't set trip I set trends
now this I'm givin' y'all about a year
We see how many niggas grow braids in they beard.
Chorus with ad 'til end