Luyện nghe bài hát Knicks (Remix)

[Verse 1: Gibbs]
Uh, in the 6
Smokin' the Cali, ice bucket challenge on my
Young and black in the US, it's a to exist
Stove a thousand degrees, I'm a graduate to a
Got me gradually chips
All my smokers grabbin' a sack of that
If you can push it, give you points from the back
As he had it loaded and wrapped, and call him, I'm comin' back
Took a loss but on the next one I'll it back on the tax, nigga
I got it sellin' nickel
Elementary mathematics, can you add?
Multiply, divide it and go re-up for at a half
get the [?], man where the reefers at?
Standin' at my window with my full
Malcolm told us we've been and hoodwinked
Another Darren Wilson get a badge week
R.I.P. to Brown and mothafuck the police, bitch

[Hook: Gibbs]
I guess I got it sellin' nickel
I got it nickel bags
Real killer, dealer
I got it sellin' nickel
Real killer, dealer
I got it nickel bags

[Verse 2: Bronson]
Same night Chris Childs punched
It was a Sunday, I had the
Then I crashed it, leather jacket Slash did
melted off the acid
I bought 40 of the yia-yia
Downtown Brown, Julie Brown the hoochies wanna do me now
Don Bronson, in all white Don Johnson
You ever had to take a shit while you're
off, all the homies by the ball court
Shit hit Little Richard on the boardwalk
I'm not the one for all the small
I'm like Christopher Lloyd, Big
Big coins, rosemary on the loin
Mike Tyson doin' indos on the
Queen 'em all by the sabero

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