Luyện nghe bài hát Musketeers Of Pig Alley

Crack that pineapple
Vision of break faces, gettin' money lay in the
Got big rifles, play the hood, ride Benz
Y'all mens are psycho, killah 'ciples

More fly generics, money moves, forget it
We got this since nineteen-seven
So many rods and weapons, ain't no reppins
Take the back, faggot, we hate that

Meet the real, we lock the real, me lock the
Pop off, pull out, them bills
I run with all killas, all for realer
on, awesome gorillas

Want more then kill 'em, war, reveal 'em
I want him stretched out, listen, he lost the
All fly gangstas, more bankers, wit' us
We ex-dust niggas, even touch my drink

around, get shanked, stabbed, shot and broke
Ya' yolked and he blast-es you in the faint
All my get paint, yo what's my name?
diamond, ice water inc

Uh, yeah, once again in the motherfuckin'
Fix yo' motherfuckin' face,
Yeah, you how we gets down
Me and this mixo, we so, we so

Lex sound, and uh
I bees the high chief, Jamel
from East Medina
And uh yo yeah, yeah, huh

They started jammin' in the park, just dark
Two turntables and their DJ
Words seemed to an attraction when they rhymin'
Hip hop caused the to start sparkin'

risin'
Drape a nigga up with the ratchet, less
Caught him on the 'nard, like a G hard
Explosion the promenade, I'm God

And he show and provin', knowledge how he
Smift as the wisdom, from my gate in a drunken state
I wrote this degree, adjust ya eyes in the so you could see
Never fall victim, dictate the fate the bake for the snake
If he take than I take his head without
In the one to fourteen check the lesson, now uh

Uh it's the pineapple fuckin' up ya mindstate
Ya heard? Spread the word, yo

I'm from where real, niggas peal ya' orange
We want enough that we could build apartments
I, general in the of marksmen
The bad boys me ain't Will or Martin

Feel what I'm droppin', I the ill doctrine
Spot him in the killah hill poppin'
Two feet dug in the dirt, up in the
Spectator on the lovin' the work

And my ain't ya' average, cream we handle it
Fiends packages, beans and banana clips
Festo, if you wit' me, let's go, the love me, X O, X O

Boy hard, think twice before you get involved
We the weight like cons in the prison yard
They the riot squad, we live and in charge
Y'all non-believers get reminded with
It's the pineapple, rebel I
Fine wine proof, spittin' mine at you, nigga