Luyện nghe bài hát Lintballz

[Intro: Zoo Keeper (Popa Chief) Dirty Bastard}]
[Popa Chief singing "Do or die, do or die, do or die, do or die" throughout
(What's your bitch nigga?)
Suttin' ain't goin' down that
I lettin' niggas know they ain't 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'!}

x2: Popa Chief]
Do or die, or fly
Lintballz always hangin' around tryin' to get
But fuck sittin' waitin' on a hook up
It's to turn the heat up
And catch these papes cooked up

[12
Niggas for hook up, get shook up
Never get your weight off and do a up
You smokin' all my kush up
make me push and rook up
Get you touched up, I lift my 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 I'ma tell them niggas spendin' all they loot
and trickin' on bitches and don't recoup
I got my own of roots
Cracker ass nigga cotton and polishin' my Brooklyn Zoo boots
The new news is Zoo
and Two On Da Road, Blue, Crazy Cuffie Fam too

Yo, I ain't tryin' to be on no broke shit
So I made myself eatin' these streets where leak
Me and my fleet 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
Dog, the Zoo, Ghetto Government, get your ratchet
95% of them is faggots, and I've had it up to here
See our this year, appear
on your TV screen, we stay
Money makes the world go around, know I mean-ean?
New team, fresh and clean on your scene
Now sing along, sing along, know 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'
Labels play a nigga when they nuttin' but felons
Young Razah got that hot shit that's the Heavens
GG'z poppin' goose feathers
Prostitute cheddar, in whips with new leathers
Bad models be on the that shy and strip
Thinkin' we some gangsters, thugs, Bloods or
who you sleep, shake hands and hustle with
Why dream to be when I'm already rich?
Two bars I spit got the nigga pissed
Chicks kiss the diamonds that on our wrist
Brooklyn Zoo, S.O.M., Bast' shit, nigga

x2]

[Ol' Bastard (Buddha Monk)]
I whip a nigga ass on hand and hand, you get
you do, I stop your ass
My is Isis, I kill 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 with bullshit)
Yeah we sayin nuttin'
I never was with bein' pussy
I loved that shit 'til bloody

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

x2]

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

{Get some papes Bill Gates}