Luyện nghe bài hát Matic Clips (Magic Stick Remix)

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

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 playin' whitcha boy
Front if you want, get in the mornin', mornin'
Hammer cocked, sucker them slugs touch ya
Never left my clips son got hit
I roll, I'm gonna pack, ain't no compromising bitch
Up my coat, from my jeans with a string,
I'm it in, any club I attend (yea)
And everything I love, coward front, gettin smoked, I ain't playin games keep (ooooohhh)it's a joke
Todays the day you gonna eat a
Hommie call the doctor right now cause you ain't up
I copped alotta guns, they just up
My black techs the death (ooooohhh)

Verse 2:
nigga P not the sniper, but I shoot a nigga so good he bound to die 'cause,
when it to techs don't 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 ain't got the big 3 with the scope, I prolly got the pocket size 25 joint
Tonight we scheamin on this niggas home, he turn on the we be sittin in the room
Niggas like me we a dangerous thing, we shoot anywhere, anytime, for anything
Couple a make a coward heart jump, these slugs in my gun do away with chumps
When the "mobb" come to the party, they petrifyed, it ain't the gettin niggas paranoid for they lives