Luyện nghe bài hát MEMBERS ONLY!

To be the glory
Ooh, ooh, ooh
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1: TankHead666]
Members Only be the clique, suck a dick, little
Got on my cabinet, ain't no time for no bitch
Members be the clique, suck a dick, little bitch
Members Only be the clique, a dick, little bitch
And I know you bitches see us niggas shine in shit
And the reason for that, 'cause we grinding for
Members only be the clique, suck a dick, little
only be the clique, suck a dick, little bitch

[Verse 2: roach]
Members in this bitch, suck my dick, little bitch
Bouncing in this bitch, so you know I'm on that fuck
Yeah, Boss double G's and a new chopstick
If a nigga try me, I'mma bust bitch
Ayy, up, roll-up, in a drop top
Where he at? Bentley lit, that's the hot
I'm in bitch, ayo
Yeah, 'dem boys, you know we, go home, playa' (What up hoe?)

[Verse 3: Flyboy
On the block, hit my jack, where ya through?
You would think I'm B.I.G the way I get the
Both eyes wide open, they at you
Huh, she been acting messy and she think that's
That gas in yo' blunt, boy, you smokin' boof
a coupe? Wit' my bitch, hangin' out the roof
If it's pressure, we gon' bust, don't me for a fool
Don't 'cause my goons clenchin' on the tool
Betty Boop, shawty, she how I groove
What I do, I other niggas wanna do
Huh, copy cattin' movin' how I move
When my platoon walk in the room, you better it cool

4: Cooliecut]
Yuh, huh, yuh, top
crack the nigga, no crack rock, uh
Five-five, uh
Hit a wit' the .4-5-5, uh
Got a nigga runnin' he hopscotch, uh
I don't talk crazy, I'm my, uh
a nigga out, 6-1-9

[Verse 5: Santana]
I black
don't call me back, I'mma pop a flat
'em nap
Runnin' fuckin laps, like "Bass relax"
you at?
Where I lay my head is I lay my stacks
It's the
Members took ya' soul, no coming back

6: rawhool mane]
What you
Pull up to the clan hella
At the they put you to sleep
My be wilin' [?s](uh huh) Ayy! (gling, gling)

[Verse 7: KiD
Smokin' green like
We don't fuck phonies
Bitch, I like Tony
My keep that 40
I can't never trust a hoe, the devil keep no
Ya mama run up on me when she be escorted
I hit her, hit her
She me, "Mister, Mister"
Just the other day she while I was fuckin' on her sister
That shit ain't hard, that shit is really
Top down, get popped you a pimple
I can't lie, Ratchet bleedin' like a
Input, you can't keep up my mental
My shine, I'mma go right to the dental
She suck my, she gon' it like a candle

[Verse 8: Craig
Blowin' on me like a
on me like a vacuum
Members got a million opponents but none of them look like a match
Livin' they send us a fact, triple 6 on the of the Cadillac
License plate, up and down, 9-10, with Roach on tac

9: Kin$oul]
Members be the clique, suck a dick, lil' bitch
Dope in the air, in the mist
I don't give a damn about this fuckin' rap
But I do like they way I on my ad-libs

10: SB]
Members Only be the clique (Be the clique)
Had to dip and a message on her lip (On her lip)
Bentley shit, I throw B's just like I'm sick
Gone relationships a Tarantino hit
You think she but she bench pressin' them dicks
Master Splinter, boy, the way I hold a
I me and my niggas gettin' rich
And if you posted a stamp, you gettin' lit