Luyện nghe bài hát Maniac Ridaz

1]
I'm gangsta
Representin my
Jokes be the
702 comin through yo
Putting hollow all up in your brain
All up in yo
I'm a fuck
I be the one thats for fun
Sin City gang a ??
You can hang the Sin City gang
no
I'm ridin
With the in my hand
bumpin when I'm swervin
All to the curbin

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 left him dead 'cause cares
Joke doggy dogg bringin everywhere that I go
'cause a like me will bust back
And a bulletproof vest on my chest in case anybody
Fuck that I'm
all black wit a hard hat hangin low over my eyes
And the briefcase by my side
9-milla glock and a .45 and I know
all of my murderers
Heard of gangsta crackin necks
Runnin all with a jet black 9
In a killin up your whole set
Givin a damn a strap in my hand
Unloadin on every punto I can
up playas in Las Vegas
And erasin these is the masterplan bitch

So whatchu gon' do
When we hit them
And hit block
Like maniac ridaz

So sick and do shit to you Ripley's believe
We got other sick tricks
up our sleeves
So just pass the

the weed
us the PCP
And you see

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

2]
I twist 'em up a tornado
tasmanian
Crack a
Devlish like evil motherfucker Damian
Cuttin
I'm startin funk Fox
Doom juice with roots
I'm rippin loops apart
I'm infested with the
with the plague
Got a bitch to my wounds
My enemies is
Pay attention, then I rinse with siccmade niggaz

That'll kill a nigga
'em like a french braid nigga
Jump on the
I'm meetin Bin Laden
You betta jump on cellular phone
And call your

'cause nobody gon' make it home
all drama
As I parachute out that
I geroni-MO
But you don't me though
At 30,000 feet up in the air impossible

See I'm that
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 with it
And come with it
After I with that bitch they know Eklypse did it

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

It's that with a frown turned upside down
I keep it rough nigga
I walk the
I the talk
It aint that David Banner
It's the hawk
Chokin niggaz out
But I keep it with the sawed-off
Your hard off
Your face be tore off
Gotta it gangsta
we dog bitch niggaz
Got fingers

Along with triggas scratch em
And load 'em up 'em
And let bitch have it
Ghetto
My 3 loaded automatics
That'll rip your ass like
When I'm on OE and Listerine
A scene
him home and get shot in the neck
Have your bitch ass smokin a
Just to deal with his
Now 1 plus 1 2
Thats what I
And many bitch niggaz with other bitch niggaz
I got him now I'm comin you
I put it in and do him
So hop bitch ass in this effect
Make no
Yeah you dead
I take his soul across the lake
No
Bing the
And the yellow
It's just another cop
Closin a bloody murder
I playin no games
And I aint in riddles
But you niggaz is and colorful
Like a bag of
All my skrilla and bits
Always pack
It's mystical
And thug appear like ninjas
Off my whistle
season if the sickness
You forget

I reveal the strongest
I hit yo block and leave you wicked
Some niggaz call me a

I see the future livin grousome
Creep up on a snake ass like an eagle
Sin Dark angel