Luyện nghe bài hát Matic Clips (Magic Stick Remix)

Chorus:
I got the clips
I if I can dump once, I can dump 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 matic

Verse 1:
Nigga, beef I'ma draw, coward get close then I'm it raw
Them touch ya dog, ya heart bound-ta stall
em' hollow tips, I ain't playin' whitcha boy
Front if you want, get in the mornin', mornin'
Hammer cocked, sucker them slugs touch ya
left my clips since son got hit
When I roll, I'm gonna pack, 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 eat a slug
Hommie call the doctor right now you ain't gettin up
I copped guns, they just addin up
My black techs the death (ooooohhh)

Verse 2:
That nigga P not the sniper, but I 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, down for
Couple a bucks make a coward heart jump, these slugs in my gun do away chumps
When the "mobb" come to the party, they petrifyed, it ain't the weed gettin niggas paranoid for lives