Luyện nghe bài hát Lutunza

* - originally appeared on as "Lutunza Hit"

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

When iron spit, cats fold, infact get their froze
Model hit, stallion, medallion, Fedel
lit, coke sniffs got face slashed and ?raw-dick?
Heist 20th century glock, murder own clip
Eighty-t along things, rip
Spots, where the bricks, eight-box,
Empire fall quick, project legacy with
Incarcerated thugs came home, so we linked, a swarm click
Operate extortion on some calm shit, catch snitched
Yo, tell him what happened, haven't been since
Two rounds from ?autopsy?, ?drip?
Barely decomposed corpse, laced ?, out of ditch
Cheddar got me hungry, open eye's
Two lies, cry, innocent die, is undivided
got you cryin when homicide hit
Look them shinin, news report, no one can find him

Myalansky]
Ain't no surprise, where the funds at? hit
Panic or flich, get clapped, stand in your pants
he used his head, but he snitched
Fat look, up, duck tape him and his man and his bitch
Eight hundred dollars, damn it, we're rich
Found dead, stallion head in your whip
Tote, 20th century glock, guns and clips
Run your shit, funds and bricks, hit

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

Fear watch eyes that watch guys, wasn't smart, why?
Holdin your clip in slot time
a whole sale of hot nines
State is ill, pumpin coke on ?
Locked in a frontline, 'cause he was a for chocolate-eyes
Bang Marvin Gay CD let's get it on, makin a cry
Bitches that he 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 seen how he flinched when he got
him to the safe and called told him ?clap ties?
One of his mans was throwin up 'cause he panicked, slug in his eye
Bleedin, heard the ambulance, the cat
Escapin with the like a half of a cake, come on, yo, let's slide
Amateurs frontin and shit, in death, for funds and bricks
Cousin was rich, hit