Luyện nghe bài hát No Click Remix

[Tony
Yee
Fuckin back hunger for
home
Yo Banks I told these man
Banks]
Yall done up now
Yee!
Yeeeeee!
Yayo]
We go

[Chorus: Banks]

Aint no like the one I'm with
If the gets thick its the guns I get [Now]
G niggaz is runnin this shit [Now]
If you aint reppin where you this is [Down]
We gettin everywhere we go
And it's killin 'em slow just to me blow [Now]
G Unit niggaz is this shit [Now]
If you aint reppin where you from sit

[Verse 1: Banks]

By now I know you done me/
On your or TV with three eighty on the EV
I skeet babies on your
and I aint stoppin Only the jeweler ca-freeze me
me and its bye bye gone/
We got like Pop-eye arms
I put a ring on their finger But the rats askin/
theres one in all they mind Im the Rap Phil Jackson
I built a rep for every Whoo Kid, Kayslay and Big Mike/
admit it the kid tight, And you even put up a fight
so its to da amatures, Wrapped in ya sandwhiches/
I'm hot now so the rats stand with us
They hop in the van with us and clap on
I hit the now I'm back tourin Canada
Amongst smokers, and crap floor gamblers/

[Chorus]
[Verse

I was at a young age, to go let the gunz blaze/
and dont believe the hype and be the one the front
my name and i know shit/
when i drop, you gon' feel it like a hit/
alotta got mouths like they armed witta pistol/
til they see da in hand,arm out the window/
quit actin like my wrist dont
,cause my is yellow like its winter and i pissed on snow/
dudes to underestimate til they get a tech in face/
and wanna be witnesses when a nigga get a weapon
album to drom so baby do-da-date/you ca-call me R.kelly i'll spray you in da face/
talkin bout you got a benz you dont own no car/
and my you down like a porno star/
yeah, im lookin hotta, a uzi two shotsa-a-knocka-way-two-cops-a-block-a-way,nigga!/

[Verse 3: Tony

(Ayo Let me put some in,its been a while

Ayo, uno, dos, tres,
my eat like the 12 holy apostles
And bust down models in flushed out
jewels froze like we hit the lotto
P89, my clique filled wit
stun in the club get hit with yellow
Don't speak ma, if neck dont swallow
'cause 50 bentleys and Dre push Diablos
That money got cash in my eskro
screws say swimmin in my cash flow
Yay rappers cracked man I got the best
best flow, Banks put me in the lets go
think like castro, Games in the
jump in the Benz without steps on the petro
God gave me flow so I am special and 16 bars nigga I'm finished, finito!

[Chorus]

[Tony

We Told Muthafuckas Man!
Yall Niggas Look Like Us And Smell Like Us But Not Us Man!
Banks Hunger For More!
We Nigga!
50 The General!
Young Buck!
Game!
Jae-Hoffa, The leader of the newschool Ngga, he only 15 and bout to murder faggots
The Rap Game Is Nigga!
For More!
This For Gangsta, Them Generals, Them Comrades!
Uh Huh!
This Is Music! (HaHa)