Luyện nghe bài hát Lintballz

[Intro: Zoo (Popa Chief) {Ol' Dirty Bastard}]
[Popa Chief "Do or die, do or die, do or die, do or die" throughout intro]
(What's your bitch nigga?)
Suttin' ain't down like that
I ain't lettin' niggas know ain't know
(How you gonna get what you got?
You know I'm sayin'?) You ain't gonna get it
(Yeah) the way it's goin' down
(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 waitin' on a up
It's to turn the heat up
And catch these like cooked up

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

Yo, I ain't tryin' to be on no broke shit
So I made myself eatin' these streets blood leak
Me and my whole fleet smoke trees, blow heat, unique
Do or die tactics, and keep us on our feet, meak
And all we do is classics, CCF, the Unit
Dirt Dog, the Zoo, Ghetto Government, get your
95% of them niggas is faggots, and had it up to here
See our face this year,
on your TV screen, we green
Money the world go around, know what I mean-ean?
New team, fresh and clean on your scene
Now sing along, sing along, y'all the theme-heme

[Popa (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 wanna a nigga when your records is sellin'
don't play a nigga when they nuttin' but felons
Young Razah got that hot shit that's the Heavens
GG'z poppin' grey goose
cheddar, crashin' in whips with new leathers
Bad models be on the dick that shy and
Thinkin' we some gangsters, thugs, or Crips
Watch who you sleep, shake hands and with
Why dream to be rich when I'm already
Two bars I spit got the hottest pissed
Chicks kiss the diamonds that twist on our
Brooklyn Zoo, S.O.M., Dirty shit, nigga

x2]

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

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

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}