Luyện nghe bài hát Missing Watch

Oh shit, is my watch at? Shit man, fuck
Nah man, nah man, nah
These is frontin'
The the shit go?

drug gangstas
Yo son, you got my
Nah, son, I got ya shit
Son, you got my shit?

Nah, nigga, I ain't got ya
Yo, son, my shit is
Pah listen, I ain't got ya
Lex you sure you ain't it in the

I started buggin' out, in the zone, half the bone lit
off, rubbin' on my ski hat, oh shit
My fell, my watch, you seen it?
Gleamin' little young fella, he had the stupidest look, weeded

Yo, I'm tired and stressed, hungry and I'm
And I'm flippin' 'cause niggaz wanna play me for test
fell off ya hand Lord? Stop it, I'm eyein niggaz in they faces
After that I'm at niggaz pockets

The watch, yeah, y'all niggaz got my shit
Yo Lex we family, I you cop yo' shit
Then help me my shit
every fake Frankie Lymon in the joint

Break out, find my
Yeah, yo now I got robbed, I it
Mad walkin' by the fella tryin' to crochet
Bitch it, listen trick, be out, bounce

an ounce off of weed in the bitch face
She pulled out two white
Everybody back the fuck up,
Chef, you actin' like a loose

Pah, you and your dudes
If my shit up, cool
of fact, clack, clack, clack, clack
Niggas out tools

Yo, yo, yo, yo, turn the fuckin' off
Pass the illumin' Lord, the DJ yo, turn the fuckin' music off
We got announcements, we want to listen clear
We just about mansion in here

And yo, eh yo, if we get it back it's gon' be a problem
Then my niggas react and that'll be a problem
thou' gone we got a fuckin' problem
Ain't nobody leavin' alive until we 'em

Excuse me, miss, no I ain't it
I smacked him with the pound, bitch hit the ground
I stepped off, dropped out the shit
Equipped with the dipped Courdouroy with the cream stitch

Powerhouse biscuits that roofs off
Rae watch is missin', you take ya boots off and take off chains
The fat fuck I was playin' so I started sprayin'
Chicks hit the floor, broke

The owner through beefin', Duke threw the toast to his throat
We brought the noise like we to promote
My man don't get his shit in four or minutes
Yo we're leavin' the vote

A gangsta's lotto, thirteen bodies and still
Big shotties, bodied they sniff body
We did our thing too we got to the lobby
Our last four or five we see nobody

Yo, yo, yo, yo, turn the fuckin' off
the illumin' Lord, tell the DJ yo, turn the fuckin' music off
We got announcements, we want to listen clear
We just lost mansion in here

And yo, eh yo, if we don't get it back it's gon' be a
my niggas gon' react and that'll be a problem
Eighty-five thou' gone we got a fuckin'
Ain't nobody leavin' until we find 'em

Eh yo, eh yo, shit got real night
grabbed him, Vine smacked him dead in his head
(Oh shit, he got a Magnum)
Yo we all holdin',

Grab a nigga, him if he front, fuck it, blow him
Watchin' niggas
The got a shotgun in his hand
Let off the nigga got him and ran

Surround the don, full body automatically on
The passed off the watch and gone
(Yo y'all ain't searchin' shit)
Yo where the big at? Niggas step up

Matter of fact nigga, line the up
Nigga tried to swing on G's but he a
Son, he dropped the dead arm but to see it
Two shot G's his meat

Let's see, niggas tried to front like my niggas is
Corey pulled the truck up, C-4ed this bitch, it the fuck up
Niggas'll use and niggas'll die in this