Luyện nghe bài hát No Click Remix

[Tony
Yee
Fuckin hunger for more
Tony's
Yo Banks I these niggas man
[Lloyd
Yall fucked up now
Yee!
Yeeeeee!
{Tony
We go

[Chorus: Lloyd

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

[Verse 1: Lloyd

By now I you done seen me/
On your stadium or TV with three on the EV
I skeet babies on your
and I aint stoppin Jacob the jeweler ca-freeze me
Leaves me and its bye bye
We got like Pop-eye arms
I put a ring on finger But the rats still askin/
cause one in all they mind Im the Rap Phil 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 to da amatures, Wrapped in ya sandwhiches/
I'm hot now so the rats wanna stand us
They hop in the van with us and clap on
I hit the now I'm back tourin Canada
Amongst weed smokers, and crap floor

[Chorus]
[Verse

I was told at a young age, to go let the gunz
and dont believe the hype and be the one the page/
my Jae-Hoffa and i know shit/
when i drop, you gon' feel it like a hit/
alotta dudes got mouths like they witta pistol/
til they see da in hand,arm out the window/
quit actin my wrist dont glow
,cause my rocks is like its winter and i pissed on snow/
dudes to underestimate til they get a tech in face/
and wanna be witnesses a nigga get a weapon case/
album bout to drom so baby do-da-date/you ca-call me R.kelly spray you in da face/
talkin you got a benz 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: Yayo]

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

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

[Chorus]

[Tony

We Told YAll Man!
Yall Niggas Look Like Us And Smell Us But Your 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 yall faggots
The Rap Game Is Nigga!
For More!
This For Gangsta, Them Generals, Them Comrades!
Uh Huh!
Is Rida Music! (HaHa)