Luyện nghe bài hát Maniac Ridaz

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

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

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

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

So and do shit to you Ripley's wouldn't believe
We got other sick tricks
Hidden up our
So just the liquor

the weed
us the PCP
And you see

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

2]
I 'em up like a tornado
Turned
a cranium
Devlish like that motherfucker Damian
loose
I'm startin funk Fox
Doom with doom roots
I'm fruit loops apart
I'm infested with the
with the plague
Got a to lick my wounds
My enemies is
Pay attention, then I down with siccmade niggaz

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

'cause aint nobody gon' it home
all drama
As I parachute out that
I yell
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 her permission
'cause I gonna let her live
I sick with it
And come equipped it
After I finish with that they know Eklypse did it

3]
I'm fresh out the county
graduated from an anger management program
I like to punish
your roll like a traffic jam

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

Along with that'll scratch em
And 'em up unload 'em
And let bitch niggaz it
Ghetto
My claws 3 loaded
That'll rip your ass Wolverine
When I'm on OE and Listerine
A scene
Send him home and get in the neck
Have your bitch ass smokin a
to deal with his death
Now 1 plus 1 2
Thats I assume
And many niggaz hang with other bitch niggaz
I got him now I'm comin you
I put it in and do him
So hop your bitch ass in this
Make no
nigga you dead
I take his soul the foggy lake
No
Bing the
And the tape
It's another flat-footed cop
a bloody murder case
I aint playin no
And I aint speakin in
But you is sweet and colorful
a bag of skittles
All my skrilla and bits
Always pack
It's mystical
And thug niggaz appear ninjas
Off my gangsta
Apocolyptic if the sickness
You must

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

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