Luyện nghe bài hát Lyrical Gangbang

This should be at high volume
in a residential area

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

(Some cool shit, cool shit)

I fears no one, I em cool off like a polar cap
Lynching as I hits, misses the rolling
packs to make a profit
Diggy dope stuck on the topic so stop and my pops, kid
I'm large like a fat bitch
So get back, bitch, I'm hard to broke art so the
young black kid, I'm mercenary, merciless
Murdering mega some so who's first to diss
They say I'm bad so you'll find worst than this
Chewing motherfuckers up like a Hershey
Put to sleep, ripping the I'm leaving
Rough wind too complex, wrecks, then I'm peace
So feel the wrath, nigga, I rip in niggas
Ya quick to talk shit I your ass nigga
So watch me blast, nigga, I'm the last nigga
Ya wanna fuck wit, so up cash, nigga
I make stagger, ob' skills and jimmy
Home in and her, sit wit ya girl and watch me tag her
Pulling steel like a
Sold an ID card, nigga, no needs to front, so
Here to up a track on crack
And I'm strapped witta milli-ten Mac
Yo, I em off, I breaks em off cheap
Deadly as Jason on Friday The

in the days, niggas they use to scrap
But now in '92, niggas they they strap
'Cause, umm, police them wicked and dem shoot
Niggas, so retaliate and start to loot
Execute, boom, black soldier
Here to and mould ya
The ennerator, dominator, narrator RB to the X
Flex wicked styl-e, bomping be found into by a
Maniac a gat
See niggas is like that
I pull my back, the bullets go
Bop, bop, bop now I'm on Row
Fuck it, niggas going wild, every night they
It's Beirut
you should get a Teflon vest for your chest
Anytime ya step into my
But do you no good
One to ya face, no hate, you getting smoked like wood
Nasty nigga but he pumps, lays on the concrete
comes the white sheet
Mr. cocked with some yellow tape
But the escape
like 5 G's
Lyrical gangbang but just a G thing