Luyện nghe bài hát Nuthin' But

Aiyo I'm just lottin' cuz I finished with that booty call
Acres more, lot and Queens had it all
Got the beat my man Big Stan 50 Grand
Rhythem Blunt Cru, Black Rob in

Mic check one, and the mic two
Rhythem Blunt Cru thru you like the flu
Fuck ya shop up and inside
Leave ya jaw to the floor, open wide

Loungin' in my crib upon, now in 12
Lo-Lo wit the ham knockin' at my door
She sell glock by the sea shore
Payin' for the guests on big ass boat

Yo kids, I'm takin' no shorts, and forth like a meter
Play it crazy, ballin' see ya, park black Adidas
Art shines, 'cuz I'm double, Spanish say Roberto
that, I buck that bitch nigga from your borough

Well lyrical gats, at the smalls of my
In facts, I extras up in my nap sacks
Greenbacks, let me back and relax
Gainin' riches, bitches just by kickin' the mere

Nigga I can ya speaker shake
Make ya break, now ya upstate gettin'
I'm home makin' hits
That smokin' so weed that I start hearin' shit

Aiyo, fuck is shit yo
(What)
You that shit
(What?)
Don't fuck with me, ya niggas hear that
Ya niggas with
(Yo chill, man it)

Blunt Cru, knockin' at the door
Nothin' but the rough, rugged and
Rhythem Blunt Cru, at the door
Nothin' but the rough, and hardcore

Blunt Cru, knockin' at the door
Nothin' but the rough, and hardcore
Rhythem Blunt Cru, knockin' at the
Nothin' but the rough, and hardcore

Jack call Yopes, so I to bring the metal
To my job on 34th, I got some beef these devils
Automatic weapons, fuck askin' niggas
Leave them torn, as the justice cypher born we steppin'

All rise, parental is advised
And be wise, one who fronts is one who dies
Smoke buddah by the mic, just like a
Flush the Cru to the ground Roto Rooter

A fight, a fight, a nigga and a
If a nigga win, we all jump in
Wanna be me, but you see me
'Cuz I don't rap Michael Jackson those little wee-wees

Uck it, bottom line, top of the
Loves to fuck a big body like Rage
Runnin' thru uptown like I got no sense
And Frederick K. Price find no evidence

Yo I make the grade, now I'm paid
Niggas watch me close like in the
World Trade Center, represent the click in the
up the spot, like silicone titties

Try to defeat beat, nigga ya wrong
Too strong and got a 38 leg long
So fuck around, lay around on the wet
By the tray pound and these sick from uptown

Let me my throat now