Luyện nghe bài hát Niguz Talk Shit

(VERSE 1: Shorty)
Somebody call the morgue, I caught a DOA
Two to the head, I shot the bitch in day
No joke, I smoke gunshots you from blocks and blocks
I Mac-10s, oo-wops and Glocks
Shit, killin nigga in sight
Bust a cap and crack a joke over grave like Dolemite
Cause I'm a sick-ass with no brains
in flames, turn the mic into blood stains
Any thought I think, you and drink death
So I rip the mic and pat my nigga to the
5ft. Excellerator, greater your crew
Bring in your whole mob, muthafucka, you're still
Yo nigga, my four-fifth?
I got more riff for any pussy niggas who
it on, what, I got no shame
Buckshot's in the house and you know my

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Niggas talk shit but that my steel'
Niggas talk shit but ain't my steel'
Niggas shit but that ain't my steel'
I'm the type of nigga to put in your grill

(VERSE 2: Shorty)
Slow it down one for that hoe with the lick
the automatic, I'm about to flip
And niggas with my vocal (?)
Lead to the chest through the vest
And when I roll mad deep back off
Fuckin with it's blood you cough
I don't laugh or joke, I never on a blunt
But I chocke a stunt if it's beef she
So bring the muthafuckin arrow and I play
When I shoot the crossbow the hoe
And her nigga, triggers I'm to
Like angel I bust holes in your crew
wack, face the fact, you're all on my jock
Till the ehm tic-toc, I pop
So yo make way so I can my day
I'm fonky but Pepe Le Pew

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(VERSE 3: Shorty)
Watch your mouth, nigga, I heard you're talkin mad
If really on my dick, bend, take a lick
Here's your choice my voice'll break backbones and necks
Who's to flex and feel the wrath of my tec
I spray, no delay, more than Sugar Ray
I murder then I drop dead in the lake
with mad funk, pop the trunk
Play my while you lay back, puff the skunk
I'm no joke, I flip the script De Niro
I'm a meal, you're a one-dollar Hero
I'm sorta like the mob I get a job done
Contracts and all that, guns,
So the fuck back or feel the heat from my gat
Shorty, see, I always stay strapped
With the nine on my muthafuckin waistline
Bitch, you know my name, it in

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