Luyện nghe bài hát Knicks (Remix)

[Verse 1: Freddie
Uh, in the 6
the Cali, ice bucket challenge on my wrist
Young and black in the US, a challenge to exist
Stove a thousand degrees, I'm a to a brick
Got me gradually gettin'
All my smokers grabbin' a sack of poison
If you can it, I'll give you points from the back
As he had it and wrapped, and they call him, I'm comin' back
a loss but on the next one I'll make it back on the tax, nigga
I got it sellin' bags
mathematics, nigga can you add?
Multiply, divide it and go re-up for at a half
Smokers get the [?], man where the at?
Standin' at my with my full clip
Malcolm told us we've been and hoodwinked
Another Darren Wilson get a every week
R.I.P. to Michael Brown and mothafuck the police,

Freddie Gibbs]
I guess I got it sellin' nickel
I got it nickel bags
killer, drug dealer
I got it nickel bags
killer, drug dealer
I got it sellin' bags

2: Action Bronson]
Same night Chris punched Kobe
It was a Sunday, I had the
Then I crashed it, jacket like Slash did
Face melted off the
I bought 40 dimes of the
Brown, Julie Brown know the hoochies wanna do me now
Don Bronson, in all like Don Johnson
You ever had to take a while you're trippin'?
Balls off, all the by the ball court
Shit hit like Richard on the boardwalk
I'm not the one for all the talk
I'm like Christopher Lloyd, Big
Big coins, on the strip loin
Mike doin' indos on the hero'
sent 'em all by the sabero

[Hook: Freddie
[Verse 3:
I'm in the Carmelo 12 nicks, the L's lit
I'm close to them that do their bid and don't tell shit
Or far-fetch, them niggas be doin' the long
It's not that we're heartless, we're just usin' our less
You know stress cause to forfeit
I cut it, all my nicks'll be softer than Charles Smith
Lost grips of a nigga that on dark strips
And corners, so many police want us
to feast on us
Remember older niggas and would sleep on us
Suckin' teeth on us
I touch down, celebrate like Vic
Spike Lee, got a front row seat to watch nicks
Got no class like a that skipped school
Fix your face I play the mechanic and grip tools
The block gleam every that a cop scream
On the sellin' nicks that's giant like Hakeem, peace