Luyện nghe bài hát Nighttime Vultures

Yo I rose early spread my wings yawnin'
Vague memory of last now it's all dawnin'
Look down and see dry blood all on my
It stained all my guess colored enormous

I hopped up my bed holdin' my head
of gun shots shot past my head
I can recall an eight man brawl men fall
Bullets I had to drug my man behind a wall

Left a wet trail, delivered these slugs air mail
at the cat that made my man blood spill
An eye for an eye you my science of life
Is you man or mice thugs or the cowardly

I kick the 98 shit for your to list
Nigga P where you headed it's time to pass
(What's the kids be yo)
Kickin' rhymes true lies

Let me break 'em down to minimize they air air time
After this you never will go to that which
Sit an' write half ass shit
The official takin' out the artificial
Let me relieve you replace shit with some lethal

Mobb, remember the it's been along
That nigga's shook to death the first fuckin' song
Fluidly my mind with jewels infinite
The kinda rap bandits in stuck on some live shit

Bear witness to diligent street cat
I carry myself myself down in fact
This one dedicated to my on run
Holdin' big go for your gun

Prepare to them we trust none
Man who ain't down the clan
The Mobb dynasty apparently you thought I was other type
Nigga you could fuck with you outta luck

Boss I your compass throw you way off course
We buildin' from ground up startin' ground zero
Mafia on da see the name upon the
Durable fit raps articulate

You get your whole
Cracked somethin'
Still by my site
Little P be me, uh you no D

One time son you we be the illest in this
Push the shit back, QBC gat, plottin' to move
The big mouth cat will sink to the bottom
Easily niggaz, rollin' over niggaz

Yo, crushed grills, bills, swiss suit on
Screw on dry sell with his loot on
this, gun glock less, fiends scopin' out my rock shit
Diamond on some H and R Block

Hear me, gets and his sneakers are shot
Word to me Dunn, the do mean a lot
I approach lit up cousin sit up of fact get up
What on the bottom face slit up

Yeah where you from I'm here
You know Brina and Javier, and Little Life doin' years
Analyzin' this wise guy a look alike first guy
Lit up the Thai said

Emotionally playin' him like I'm supposed to be
spoke to me, it was this little nigga pokin' me
I sirens now turn around about to hit 'em
Son was pro with the emblem

Grabbed my goose the walkie-talkie
Foul I'm loose now shot off knocked the juice down
It and hit a GS now here comes EMS
Dunn was leanin' near a ZX next time shits
God slap fire out yer mental jet in a boat with rims to

One time son you know we be the illest in
the shit back, QBC gat, plottin' to move back
The big cat ship will sink to the bottom
overthrowin' niggaz, rollin' over niggaz

One time son you know we be the illest in
Push the shit back, QBC gat, plottin' to move
The big mouth cat ship sink to the bottom
Easily niggaz, rollin' over niggaz