Luyện nghe bài hát Musketeers Of Pig Alley

Crack pineapple open
Vision of break faces, gettin' lay in the boats
Got big rifles, play the hood, Benz Cycles
Y'all mens are psycho, hill 'ciples

More fly generics, make moves, forget it
We got this locked since
So many rods and weapons, ain't no reppins
Take the shit back, faggot, we that

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

Want then kill 'em, front war, reveal 'em
I want him out, listen, he lost the buildin'
All fly gangstas, bankers, hundred wit' us
We ex-dust niggas, don't touch my drink

Fuck around, get shanked, stabbed, and broke
Ya' yolked and he blast-es you in the faint
All my niggas get paint, yo what's my
Lexus diamond, ice inc

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

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

They started jammin' in the park, just after
Two turntables and DJ scratchin'
Words seemed to have an attraction when they
Hip hop caused the guns to sparkin'

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

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

Uh the pineapple daquiri fuckin' up ya mindstate
Ya heard? the motherfuckin' word, yo

I'm from where it's real, niggas peal ya'
We want enough bricks that we could apartments
I, general in the field of
The bad boys wit' me Will or Martin

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

And my team ain't ya' average, we handle it
seekin' packages, beans and banana clips
Festo, if you wit' me, go, the nymphos love me, X O, X O

Boy listen hard, twice before you get involved
We hold the weight like cons in the yard
They call the riot squad, we live and in
Y'all get reminded with scars
the pineapple, rebel I natural
Fine wine hundred proof, spittin' mine at you,