Luyện nghe bài hát Lutunza

* - originally on Wu-Chronicles as "Lutunza Hit"

Let's get money for real.
time to get paid baby.
Lutunza. All shit.
For real. It's gains.
Just don't no money. For real.
is real in the feel out here.
Yeah.

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

Myalansky]
Ain't no surprise, where the funds at? hit
Panic or flich, get clapped, can't stand in pants
Thought he used his head, but he
Fat look, up, duck tape him and his man and his bitch
Eight thousand dollars, damn it, we're rich
Found dead, horse head in your whip
Tote, heist century glock, guns and clips
Run shit, funds and bricks, lutunza hit

So, what's the chemistry, who ran in your spot, your plot?
Half a sting, Hermy Heavy, hand me the glock
Hundred grand inside a shoebox, his man did
Some weed, who You know scared money stinged with a two shot
Dirty cash shinin' next day, women get new
big heads, Hermy in benzies bangin' Tupac
He lay up with the wiz it's too hot
How the fuck them try Myalansky bustin they ooh-wop?
?Preparation verbalhands?, they they loot butt
He must've been a mad man, only really come at ya, shoot ya
Chase bitch up off the road up in a ?soup-up?
M.I.A. chick found missin' in action, no clue, what?
And still the been over too months, to gain this meal, you front
Ones that snitch, tongues get split, readin the clip, at six
For funds and bricks, runnin your shit, gun at click, lutunza hit

Fear type watch eyes that watch guys, wasn't smart,
your clip in your slot time
Specialize a whole of hot nines
State is ill, pumpin coke on ?
Locked in a frontline, 'cause he was a fiend for
Bang Marvin Gay CD get it on, makin a wretch cry
that he dated wasn't dead fly
His ugly chick Sibrina said he was hungry off
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, heard the ambulance, the cat
Escapin with the safe like a of a cake, come on, yo, let's slide
Amateurs frontin and shit, matchin in death, for and bricks
Cousin was rich, hit