Luyện nghe bài hát Maniac Ridaz

1]
I'm steppin
my block
Jokes be the
702 through yo hood
Putting hollow all up in your brain
All up in yo
I'm a fuck
I be the one thats for fun
Sin gang with a ??
You can hang with the Sin City
no
I'm dirty
With the in my hand
Stay when I'm swervin
All days to the

Wonderin why the bottle turnin
I'm and callin your homies
Up on it and you for help

But nobodys
Now he suspect of a bloodbath
And I him dead 'cause nobody cares
Joke dogg bringin heat everywhere that I go
a gangsta like me will bust back
And a vest on my chest in case anybody blast
Fuck I'm ridin
all black wit a hard hat hangin low over my eyes
And the right by my side
9-milla glock and a .45 and I know
That all of my
of this gangsta crackin necks
Runnin all night with a jet 9
In a g-ride killin up whole set
Givin a damn a strap in my hand
Unloadin on punto that I can
Fuckin up playas in Las
And erasin these hataz is the bitch

So whatchu gon' do
we hit them sticks
And hit block
Like some ridaz

So sick and do shit to you wouldn't believe
We got some other sick
up our sleeves
So pass the liquor

the weed
us the PCP
And you see

How we pull straps out of our hat and bust
And you bitch ass niggaz take foreverlong naps

2]
I twist 'em up like a
tasmanian
Crack a
Devlish that evil motherfucker Damian
loose
I'm funk like Fox
Doom juice with doom
I'm fruit loops apart
I'm infested the doom
with the plague
Got a bitch to lick my
My is dead
Pay attention, then I rinse down with niggaz

That'll kill a bitchmade
'em like a french braid nigga
Jump on the
I'm meetin Osama Bin
You jump on your cellular phone
And your mama

aint nobody gon' make it home
It's all
As I parachute out motherfucker
I geroni-MO
But you hear me though
At 30,000 feet up in the air it's

See I'm nigga
That'll land in a bitches
Dick hard to cut through
A pack of glass and in
And get my on
Up in her
I don't need her
'cause I aint gonna let her
I stay sick it
And equipped with it
After I finish that bitch they know Eklypse did it

3]
I'm fresh out the jail
Just from an anger management program
I like to niggaz
Slow your roll a traffic jam

that nigga with a frown turned upside down
I keep it nigga style
I walk the
I talk the
It that punk David Banner
It's the hawk
Chokin niggaz out
But I it gangsta with the sawed-off
Your body off
Your motherfuckin face be off
Gotta it gangsta
Because we dog niggaz
Got fingers

Along triggas that'll scratch em
And 'em up unload 'em
And let bitch niggaz it
Ghetto
My 3 loaded automatics
That'll rip ass like Wolverine
When I'm on that OE and
A grousome
Send him home and get in the neck
Have your bitch ass smokin a
to deal with his death
Now 1 1 equal 2
Thats I assume
And many bitch niggaz hang with other bitch
I got him now I'm after you
I put it in and do him
So hop your ass in this effect
Make no
nigga you dead
I take his soul the foggy lake
No
Bing the
And the yellow
It's just flat-footed cop
Closin a bloody murder
I playin no games
And I aint in riddles
But you is sweet and colorful
Like a bag of
All about my and bits
pack pistols
It's kinda
And thug niggaz like ninjas
Off my gangsta
Apocolyptic if the sickness
You forget

I reveal the weakness
When I hit yo and leave you wicked
niggaz call me a demon

'cause I see the future livin
Creep up on a snake ass nigga an eagle
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