Luyện nghe bài hát Lyrical Gangbang

This be played at high volume
Preferably in a residential

Now I'ma up dust
As I begin to
On the wick-wack, fucked up suckers you can't
When I pick up I up, ya face get smacked up
I rack up, so all you motherfuckers just pack up
Or get slapped the swiftness
If you you're swift then forget Merry Christmas
Now stuff that in stocking
I'm em out the box 'n'
em out their sock 'n'
'Cause is rocking
Breaking em to the slab
em down on their ass
Now what you wanna do? Ya wanna battle,
See ya watch and without a motherfucking paddle
Rattle that brain, I'm not same ol' plain Jane
Roll on you like a boulder, you're nothing more a grain
Or a pebble, take it from the real rap
Not Bill but I can take it to that other level
You think you got pull then it!
I got the trigger so I you'll bite the bullet
Then bite the dust and the fuck
Do I must and what I must is bust
The bubble or choose some trouble,
So stick to my Luger, Lady of Rage is through

(Some cool shit, cool shit)

I fears no one, I makes em cool off like a cap
Lynching as I hits, misses the back?
Pushing to make a profit
Diggy stuck on the topic so stop and gimme my pops, kid
I'm large like a fat bitch
So get back, bitch, I'm to broke art so the faggots
This black kid, I'm mercenary, merciless
Murdering mega some niggas so first to diss
They say I'm bad so you'll find worst than this
Chewing motherfuckers up like a Hershey
Put to sleep, the lyrics I'm leaving
Rough wind flex too complex, wrecks, then I'm
So the wrath, nigga, I rip in half niggas
Ya quick to talk shit I whip ass nigga
So watch me blast, nigga, cause I'm the nigga
Ya fuck wit, so up your cash, nigga
I make stagger, ob' and jimmy ragged
Home in and her, sit wit ya girl and watch me tag her
Pulling steel a stunt
Sold like an ID card, nigga, no to front, so
to torment up a track on crack
And I'm strapped witta semi-toll Mac
Yo, I breaks em off, I em off cheap
Deadly as Jason on The 13th

Back in the days, niggas they use to
But now in '92, niggas pull they strap
'Cause, umm, police come wicked and dem shoot
Niggas, so niggas retaliate and start to
Execute, boom, stomping soldier
to teach and mould ya
The ennerator, dominator, RB to the motherfucking X
Flex styl-e, bomping be found into greed by a
with a gat
See niggas is like that
I my trigger back, the bullets go
Bop, bop, bop now I'm on Row
Fuck it, niggas wild, every night they shoot
like Beirut
Maybe you should get a Teflon for your chest
ya step into my hood
But do you no good
One to ya face, no hate, you getting smoked like wood
Nasty nigga but he pumps, lays flat on the
Here the white sheet
Mr. Coroner cocked with yellow tape
But the murderers
like 5 G's
Lyrical but it's just a G thing