Luyện nghe bài hát Lintballz

[Intro: Zoo Keeper (Popa Chief) Dirty Bastard}]
[Popa singing "Do or die, do or die, do or die, do or die" throughout intro]
(What's move bitch nigga?)
Suttin' ain't goin' like that
I ain't lettin' niggas know they know
(How you gonna get you ain't got?
You what I'm sayin'?) You ain't gonna get it
(Yeah) That's the way it's goin'
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Fuckin'
{Yo I the art of Shadowboxin'!}

[Chorus x2: Popa
Do or die, or fly
Lintballz always around tryin' to get high
But fuck sittin' around on a hook up
It's to turn the heat up
And catch papes like cooked up

[12
Niggas waitin' for hook up, get up
Never get weight off and do a push up
You smokin' all my kush up
Don't me push and rook up
Get you touched up, I my wrist up, yup, yup
Now niggas know Diggs, only twice wore a suit
Had sex in a group with a of bitches dance for loot
See tell them niggas about spendin' all they loot
and trickin' on bitches and don't recoup
I got my own of roots
Cracker ass nigga pickin' cotton and my Brooklyn Zoo boots
The new news is Zoo
Sunz and Two On Da Road, Blue, Cuffie Fam too

Yo, I tryin' to be on no forever broke shit
So I made myself eatin' these streets where blood
Me and my whole smoke trees, blow heat, roll unique
Do or die tactics, and keep us sharp on our feet,
And all we do is classics, CCF, the Unit
Dirt Dog, the Zoo, Government, get your ratchet
95% of them niggas is faggots, and I've had it up to
See our face this year,
on your TV screen, we green
makes the world go around, know what I mean-ean?
New team, fresh and clean on your scene
Now sing along, sing along, y'all know the

Chief (singing)]
Now do or die, do or die, do or die, do or die (aarrgh, wooh)
Now do or die, do or die, do or die, do or die (oohhh)

[Hell
Yeah, bitches bone a nigga when your records is sellin'
Labels don't play a nigga when they nuttin' but
Young Razah got that hot shit that's under the
GG'z poppin' grey goose
Prostitute cheddar, crashin' in whips new leathers
Bad models be on the that shy and strip
Thinkin' we some gangsters, thugs, or Crips
who you sleep, shake hands and hustle with
Why dream to be rich when I'm rich?
Two bars I spit got the nigga pissed
Chicks kiss the that twist on our wrist
Brooklyn Zoo, S.O.M., Dirty Bast' shit,

x2]

[Ol' Bastard (Buddha Monk)]
I a nigga ass on hand and hand, you get flashed
you do, I stop your ass
My name is Isis, I you with a hiss
I kill you my motherfuckin' piss
A matter of fact you kill yourself, I crash ya stealth
(See let a nigga come through that bullshit)
Yeah we ain't sayin
I never was with bein' pussy
I loved that shit 'til it's

[Buddha
Hey yo hold up, you told me you liked that shit muddy and
And you gonna hit it from (from the back door)
This Fam right here, is the Fam here
And if you fuck with the Zoo you gon' get right there
For this CREAM nigga, walk through Muddy Waters
If he be call out, and rob your son and
Lintballz in my and yours is real lumby
Nah, Lay Down, what you got G
Split the pie three ways, live off it for three
And when it's done, the next victim today
I'm trife nigga, and I don't by BIBLE life
I yap the nigga ripe then stash a right
Yeah I did wanna do it and the Devil didn't me
Linballz in my pocket that made me stick G'z
Checkmate, pray to the Lord, your He take
Then I hip into the rob for my Fam I got 'im, nigga

x2]

[Outro: Brooklyn Zoo {Popa
yeah, huh huh (motherfucker)
That's right, right, OK (alright)
Yeah so you be knowin'}

{Get some papes like Gates}