Luyện nghe bài hát Paisley Darts

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yeah, yo, yeah, yo

Catch me on yo' brochure with beach balls, at three whores
Head wop Queens know how to they jaws
skin tone is coffee and milk, mixed up
Ass as big as my boss' wife, ripped up

Spitting in they mouth, cold Moet
Morgan, taking flicks, posing, holding my tech
With cowboy hats and bags, they party like rock stars
Bo Gary watches, just chill, down in the shark bars

And me, gunslinger, clips, D
My fashion on, I'm rocking 'em new
I'ma finish ya, go in like Mr. Cee
You could me fucked up like the mice in cheese

Life's a B, and big bills
Bottles, biscuits, bitches, blunts, bad boys bodying pit
Karate, black and I bring booze
To big bar brawls, games blasting, fuck 'til my balls blue

We like the black Yankees, old who sit in the rest
Thankful, counting up currency and move when it rain,
From every bitch we bless, we hit up, automatic love
The Cuban niggaz is the realest

Let my walk, speak to niggaz, cops, judges
We put it down, Columbian style, with killas
Based on money, dummies die
It funny, trying to front on mine, we get in ya mommy

Keep cool, nigga, read him the rules, before he in pools
And fuck my shit up, and I'ma just
Paid a lot of paper to live
American status, Big Brother, lemme get in ya ear

You know time it is, crime it is, no matter what rhyme it is
We gon' stay fly, hit lye, rock diamond
on a general's fist of fury
Neck, arm, money, all of crispy jewelry

Let me show you how I G ride, on both sides
riding shotgun but the four-five
Nigga, if you try, I'll give ya something to regret
Throw that semi to ya neck

Throw the other Jimmy to ya chest
If you budge, you get stretched, nothing more, nothing
Pay respect, I'm a of Homicide Housing
In other words, bitch, I'm the resident Homicide Housing

Known for drug dealing, stack
Four hundred grand in the couches, two hundred on the houses
At any time I could move up out
And go and cop shit up in the mountains

Aiyo, aiyo, you ya boy stay fresher than produce
Timberland snow boots, collecting cream than a toll booth
I grind daily, patriotic Tom Brady
I'm the bomb, baby, what I write is beyond crazy

I'm the Don with the teflon armor, good karma, Mac
Call me Diesel 'cuz I'm a track bomber
Roger that, my niggaz ain't got it
All we do is dollar stack, get twisted bottle caps

While you on the block getting indicted, we island
Globe trotting through the friendly flying United
There's a party over here and everybody's
The headliners is and everybody's excited

Fuck that, 'bout time we took it back to the
The task coming, I got crack in my sock
White Rock on the dinner plate, get cash, is hot
Smash whips on the Interstate, we on the cops

It's dudes, drug slingers, 1-6, ooh
figure, rhyme spitter, his gun spit too
Call 'em Sex Pistols, ravishing, nigga, I'm Rude
And ain't many mothafuckas could fit up in Rick's

Man, listen, ice glisten, they love the life we
That's a given, like football players love women
White linen, a tight denim, that ass right in 'em
Shit, I'm riding 'em, cool as with ice in 'em, shit

Aiyo, yo, yo, yo, I the mic to Cap, nah, I pass it back
Never, son, that, you the master of the rap attack
So knick knack patty wack, this is how we do it
Slap you with the almanac where actual facts is sold as

We on our grown man shit like Quincy
Traveling the world while we smoking the bone
We all here grinding, y'all niggaz what we do
We get it in the Murderland, Chi-town too

Hit you up, something nice the death of Yakub
Swagger stuck on ya face a New Jack tool
Right at you, yeah me and my dude Toney
We'll fuck with fake contracts and that's phony

Trying to get money, right homey
And lay back in the Riverside, just chill, relax the dome
up with a fly dime, brick and a chrome piece
Coming for gwop, yeah nigga, you got beef