Luyện nghe bài hát No Click Remix

[Tony
Yee
Fuckin back hunger for
Tony's
Yo Banks I told niggas man
Banks]
Yall done up now
Yee!
Yeeeeee!
{Tony
We go

[Chorus: Lloyd

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

[Verse 1: Lloyd

By now I know you seen me/
On your stadium or TV with eighty on the EV
I babies on your breezy/
and I aint stoppin Jacob 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/
cause theres one in all they mind Im the Rap Jackson
I a rep for murderin every Whoo Kid, Kayslay and Big Mike/
it the kid tight, And you aint even put up a fight
so its back to da amatures, in ya sandwhiches/
I'm hot now so the rats wanna stand us
They hop in the van with us and on cameras/
I hit the clubs now I'm tourin Canada
Amongst weed smokers, and floor gamblers/

[Chorus]
[Verse

I was at a young age, to go let the gunz blaze/
and dont believe the and be the one the front page/
my name and i know shit/
when i drop, you gon' feel it like a hit/
dudes got mouths like they armed witta pistol/
til they see da in hand,arm out the window/
quit actin like my dont glow
,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 case/
album bout to drom so baby ca-call me R.kelly i'll spray you in da face/
talkin bout you got a when you dont own no car/
and my goons-a-lay you down like a star/
yeah, im hotta, hey/wit 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 clique eat like the 12 holy
And bust models in flushed out tahoes
jewels look like we hit the lotto
P89, my filled wit hollows
stun in the club get hit with yellow
Don't speak ma, if your neck swallow
'cause 50 bentleys and Dre push Diablos
Eminem money got cash in my eskro
screws Mcduck say swimmin in my cash
Yay rappers man I got the best blow
best flow, put me in the booth lets go
think like castro, Games in the
jump in the Benz without steps on the petro
God me this flow so I am special and 16 bars nigga I'm finished, finito!

[Chorus]

[Tony

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