Luyện nghe bài hát Lyrical Gangbang

This be played at high volume
in a residential area

Now kick up dust
As I to bust
On the wick-wack, fucked up suckers you trust
When I up I lick up, ya face get smacked up
When I up, so all you motherfuckers just pack up
Or get slapped with the
If you you're swift then forget Merry Christmas
Now stuff that in your
I'm em out the box 'n'
Knocking em out their 'n'
'Cause is rocking
Breaking em down to the
em down on their ass
Now what you wanna do? Ya wanna battle,
See ya watch and creak without a motherfucking
Rattle that brain, I'm not that ol' plain Jane
Roll on you like a boulder, you're more than 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 figure you'll the bullet
Then bite the dust and the fuck
Do what I must and I must is bust
The or choose some trouble, forty-due's
So stick to my Luger, Lady of is coming through

(Some cool shit, some shit)

I fears no one, I makes em off like a polar cap
Lynching as I hits, misses the rolling
packs to make a profit
Diggy dope stuck on the so stop and gimme my pops, kid
I'm living large a fat bitch
So get back, bitch, I'm hard to art so the faggots
This young black kid, I'm mercenary,
Murdering mega some niggas so who's to diss
They say I'm bad so you'll find none worst than
Chewing up like a Hershey Kiss
Put to sleep, the lyrics I'm leaving
Rough flex too complex, wrecks, then I'm peace
So feel the wrath, nigga, I rip in half
Ya quick to talk shit I your ass nigga
So watch me blast, nigga, cause I'm the nigga
Ya wanna fuck wit, so up your cash,
I make stagger, ob' skills and ragged
Home in and drag her, sit wit ya girl and me tag her
Pulling steel like a
like an ID card, nigga, no needs to front, so
Here to torment up a on crack
And I'm strapped witta semi-toll Mac
Yo, I breaks em off, I breaks em off
Deadly as Jason on The 13th

in the days, niggas they use to scrap
But now in '92, niggas they pull they
'Cause, umm, police them wicked and dem shoot
Niggas, so niggas retaliate and to loot
Execute, boom, stomping soldier
Here to and mould ya
The ennerator, dominator, RB to the motherfucking X
Flex styl-e, bomping be found into greed by a
Maniac a gat
See nowadays niggas is like
I pull my back, the bullets go
Bop, bop, bop now I'm on Row
Fuck it, going wild, every night they shoot
like Beirut
Maybe you get a Teflon vest for your chest
Anytime ya 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 comes the sheet
Mr. Coroner cocked some yellow tape
But the murderers
like 5 G's
Lyrical gangbang but it's just a G