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 your bitch nigga?)
ain't goin' down like that
I ain't lettin' know they ain't know
(How you get what 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: Chief]
Do or die, or fly
Lintballz always hangin' around to get high
But sittin' around waitin' on a hook up
It's time to turn the up
And catch papes like cooked up

[12
Niggas waitin' for up, get shook up
get your weight off and do a push up
You all my purple kush up
Don't make me and rook 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 trickin' on bitches and don't
I got my own version of
Cracker ass pickin' cotton and polishin' my Brooklyn Zoo boots
The new news is Zoo
Sunz and Two On Da Road, Blue, Crazy Fam too

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

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

x2]

[Ol' Bastard (Buddha Monk)]
I whip a ass on hand and hand, you get flashed
Whatever you do, I stop ass
My is Isis, I kill you with a hiss
I kill you with my motherfuckin'
A matter of fact you kill yourself, I crash ya stealth
(See let a nigga come with that bullshit)
we ain't sayin nuttin'
I was familiar with bein' pussy
I loved that 'til it's bloody

[Buddha
Hey yo up, you told me you liked that shit muddy and swampy
And you gonna hit it 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
in my pocket and yours is real lumby
Nah, Lay Down, what you got G
Split the pie three ways, off it for three days
And when it's done, who's the victim today
I'm nigga, and I don't live by BIBLE life
I yap the nigga then stash a nigga right
Yeah I did do it and the Devil didn't make me
Linballz in my pocket that me stick them 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 Chief}]
yeah, huh huh (motherfucker)
That's right, right, OK (alright)
Yeah so {now you be

{Get papes like Bill Gates}