Luyện nghe bài hát Knuckleheadz

Lay on the crime scene, sippin fine
Pullin nines on, UFO's, takin they fly
eyes closed, we gettin loot
No doubt, the word of mouth, unheard about
Guns go off and now a bout
I'm out
My raps the part like a Get Smart secret agent
In a maze and, styles blazin, Johnny Blaze and Tony in a daze and
Rhymin, my nigga Lou Diamond will it up
We like to go and fuck with Noodles
Havin them on the lockdown buyin me
Amarett-ahs, and chewables, pharmecuetical
Rap niggaz on and wools
Yo, I told you, some rob and fold
The gold's untold, fuck it it parole
So marvelous, soul controller
Of the whole globe, god damn I got it
And yo, whattup pop, pop the high
And we can talk, you can walk out the building
And get caught, save the fully
Rap relatable, relatable
Niggaz to play with you
A hundred dollar Rottweiler goes to spot
and glocks go to niggaz who got props
On top, jail niggaz get mad
And yo, mail a guy about a pictures
Word to momma, this rap wonderama team got
Comma, plus smoke marijuana
may resign to boat across the Farasana
Immaculate plus all my so accurate
They get and the cuisine in Queens
I told you, stated with the night beams, and two rings

Who's the Knucklehead, respect?
Chop his fingers in the drug game, money well
singer, humdinger, flash is the aftermath
Here's his
Run up in his lab, take off the mask and think fast
Don't laugh, bag the cash, grab the hash, forget his stash
Grab the tear gas, and place it in his fast
The full

Then skate to the state
upstate, I heard they got crazy weight
Bagged up by the gates, in crates like disco
Yo out for Jakes, give it all it takes
Let's the place before we motivate
Yo Blake, don't fink, rape his mate
If the bitch scream, for God's sake, grab the tape
It's by the plate, with the blow up with the flakes
Killer snakes, four bodies found in lakes
Drug related, paper bout the kids who didn't make it
Hits without a trace, seen the Big see Rae and Ghostface
Chef, let's celebrate and sip an eighth

The rap is on rap chrome
Put it on it on, we're silicone
Spark it on your
This rap phenomenon, to word is to the arms
Hit me on the hip and horns, rap
Scars tone, bar clones, war tones, raw
out the door, bones but
Your fraudulent, float in these rap quarter inches
Reinforced with suspense, be on your rap defense
microphone professional, sensational
Fully operational, I got NIGGAZ here to with you
You know the steez you know my whole
Brothers from the No-Lands, all we is the G's
and grams, livin fat like the Hoffa
Mafia, sippin pastas
Layin in the house tellin the about the sagas
Before we got and thoughts got sporadic
We grabbed golden and quick guarded the Abbots
Slugs hit the belly put tones the telly
Sucker tried to knock me out the box skelly
I smoke the weed dreams I top two degrees
Honeydips G's on nails and hair weave
The crime boss, takin no loss, excessive
We can the A-Train, back of the iron horse