Luyện nghe bài hát Lintballz

[Intro: Zoo Keeper (Popa Chief) {Ol' 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' down that
I ain't niggas know they ain't know
(How you gonna get what you got?
You know what I'm sayin'?) You ain't get it
(Yeah) the way it's goin' down
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) around
{Yo I the art of Shadowboxin'!}

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

[12
waitin' for hook up, get shook up
Never get weight off and do a push up
You smokin' all my purple up
Don't make me and rook up
Get you touched up, I my wrist up, yup, yup
Now know Lil' Diggs, only twice wore a suit
Had sex in a group a couple of bitches dance for loot
See tell them 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 news is Zoo
and Two On Da Road, Blue, Crazy Cuffie Fam too

Yo, I ain't tryin' to be on no forever broke
So I made myself eatin' streets where blood leak
Me and my whole fleet smoke trees, blow heat, roll
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 TV screen, we stay 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 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 bone a nigga when your records is sellin'
Labels don't play a nigga when nuttin' but felons
Young Razah got that hot shit that's under the
GG'z poppin' goose feathers
Prostitute cheddar, crashin' in whips with new
Bad models be on the dick that shy and
Thinkin' we gangsters, thugs, Bloods or Crips
Watch who you sleep, hands and hustle with
Why dream to be rich when I'm rich?
Two bars I got the hottest nigga pissed
Chicks kiss the diamonds that twist on our
Brooklyn Zoo, S.O.M., Dirty Bast' shit,

x2]

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

Monk]
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 right here, is the Fam here
And if you with the Zoo you gon' get clapped right there
For this CREAM nigga, I'll walk Muddy Waters
If he be call out, and rob your son and
Lintballz in my pocket and is real lumby
Nah, Lay Down, gimme you got G
Split the pie ways, live off it for three days
And when it's done, the next victim today
I'm trife nigga, and I don't by BIBLE life
I yap the nigga then stash a nigga right
Yeah I did wanna do it and the didn't make me
Linballz in my pocket that made me them G'z
Checkmate, pray to the Lord, your He take
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 some papes like Gates}