Luyện nghe bài hát Lutunza

* - originally appeared on as "Lutunza Hit"

Let's get this for real.
It's to get paid baby.
Lutunza. All shit.
For real. planned gains.
don't want no money. For real.
Shit is real in the out here.
Yeah.

When iron spit, cats fold, get their life froze
Model hit, stallion, medallion, Fedel
Cigars lit, sniffs got face slashed and ?raw-dick?
Heist 20th century glock, murder with own
Eighty-t things, storm rip
Spots, the bricks, eight-box, jewellery?
Empire fall quick, project legacy involved
Incarcerated thugs came home, so we linked, a swarm click
Operate extortion on calm shit, faggot catch snitched
Yo, tell him what happened, haven't been found
Two rounds from ?autopsy?, bound
decomposed corpse, laced ?, out of town ditch
Cheddar got me hungry, eye's lids
Two lies, cry, die, attention is undivided
Lives got you cryin homicide hit
Look them niggaz shinin, report, no one can find him

[Chorus:
no surprise, where the funds at? Lutunza hit
Panic or flich, get clapped, stand in your pants
he used his head, but he snitched
Fat look, snatch up, tape him and his man and his bitch
Eight hundred thousand dollars, damn it, we're
dead, stallion horse head in your whip
Tote, heist century glock, guns and clips
Run your shit, and bricks, lutunza hit

So, what's the chemistry, who ran in your spot, plannin your
Half a brick sting, Heavy, hand me the glock
Hundred grand inside a shoebox, his man did
Some weed, who popped? You know scared money stinged a two shot
cash shinin' next day, women get new rocks
Flashin' big heads, in benzies bangin' Tupac
He lay up with the wiz it's too hot
How the fuck them pussies try Myalansky they ooh-wop?
verbalhands?, they want they loot butt
He must've been a mad man, only really thugs at ya, shoot ya
Chase your bitch up off the up in a ?soup-up?
M.I.A. chick missin' in action, never no clue, what?
And still the beef been over too months, to this meal, you front
that snitch, tongues get split, readin the clip, news at six
For funds and bricks, runnin shit, gun at your click, lutunza hit

Fear watch eyes that watch guys, wasn't smart, why?
Holdin your in your slot time
a whole sale of hot nines
State is ill, surely coke on ?
Locked in a frontline, he was a fiend for chocolate-eyes
Bang Gay CD let's get it on, makin a wretch cry
that he dated wasn't dead fly
His ugly chick Sibrina said he was off lu-chi
Shorty's way of livin took a sen-sai, he was so
Should of how he flinched when he got baptised
Took him to the safe and called told him ties?
One of his mans was up 'cause he panicked, slug in his left eye
Bleedin, the ambulance, the cat died
with the safe like a half of a cake, come on, yo, let's slide
Amateurs and shit, matchin in death, for funds and bricks
was rich, lutunza hit