Luyện nghe bài hát Matic Clips (Magic Stick Remix)

Chorus:
I got the clips
I know if I can dump once, I can dump
I let the spit
Hommie don't believe me, then act up tonight, and I'll show you matics (gunshots), (gunshots)
I got the matic

Verse 1:
Nigga, beef I'ma draw, coward get then I'm lettin' it raw
Them slugs touch ya dog, ya heart bound-ta
Feed em' hollow tips, I ain't whitcha boy
Front if you want, get shot in the mornin',
Hammer cocked, them slugs gonna touch ya
Never my clips since son got hit
When I roll, I'm gonna pack, ain't no bitch
Up under my coat, my jeans with a string,
I'm gettin it in, any I attend (yea)
And everything I love, coward front, gettin smoked, I ain't playin games keep (ooooohhh)it's a joke
the day you gonna eat a slug
Hommie call the right now cause you ain't gettin up
I copped guns, they just addin up
My black techs the death (ooooohhh)

Verse 2:
That P not the sniper, but I shoot a nigga so good he bound to die 'cause,
when it comes to techs test my skills, bullets'l bend you over, put ya head at ya heels
Give bitches the chills, em' payin my bills, she want a thug bangin' her out, you niggas ain't real
If I got the big 3 pound with the scope, I prolly got the pocket size 25 joint
Tonight we scheamin on this home, he turn on the lights we be sittin in the room
Niggas like me we a dangerous thing, we shoot anywhere, anytime, for anything
Couple a bucks make a coward heart jump, these slugs in my gun do away with
When the "mobb" come to the party, they petrifyed, it ain't the weed gettin niggas paranoid for lives