Luyện nghe bài hát Niguz Talk Shit

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

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

(VERSE 2: Shorty)
it down one pitch for that hoe with the lick
Pass the automatic, I'm about to
And niggas with my vocal (?)
Lead to the penetrate through the vest
And when I roll mad niggas back off
with Buckshot it's blood you cough
I don't laugh or joke, I choke on a blunt
But I chocke a stunt if it's beef she
So bring the muthafuckin arrow and I Rambo
When I shoot the inside the hoe
And her nigga, triggers I'm to
Like angel dust I bust holes in your
You're wack, face the fact, all on my jock
the ehm tic-toc, I don't 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 mad shit
If you're really on my dick, bend, take a
Here's your cause my voice'll break backbones and necks
next to flex and feel the wrath of my tec
I spray, no delay, more jabs Sugar Ray
I murder then I drop dead bodies in the
with mad funk, pop the trunk
Play my tape while you lay back, puff the
I'm no joke, I flip the script De Niro
I'm a full-course meal, a one-dollar Hero
I'm sorta like the mob when I get a job
Contracts and all that, guns,
So stay the fuck or feel the heat from my gat
Shorty, see, I always stay strapped
With the nickel nine on my waistline
Bitch, you know my name, it in

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