Luyện nghe bài hát Paisley Darts

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

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

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

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

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

We the black Yankees, old vets who sit in the rest
Thankful, counting up currency and move it rain, pour
From every bitch that we bless, we hit up, love
The Cuban link is the realest

Let my walk, speak to niggaz, cops, judges
We put it down, Columbian style, three killas
on money, dummies will die
It ain't funny, trying to front on mine, we get in ya

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

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

Let me show you how I G ride, on both sides
Nobody riding shotgun but the
Nigga, if you try, I'll give ya something to regret
Throw that mothafucking semi to ya

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

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

Aiyo, aiyo, you ya boy stay fresher than produce
Timberland snow boots, collecting more cream than a 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, karma, Mac Palmer
Call me Arab Diesel 'cuz I'm a track
Roger that, my niggaz got it cracked
All we do is dollar stack, get twisted bottle caps

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

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

It's them dudes, 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 fit up in Rick's shoes

Man, listen, ice glisten, love the life we living
That's a given, like football love white 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 pass the mic to Cap, nah, I pass it
Never, son, hold that, you the of the rap attack
So knack patty wack, this is how we do it black
Slap you the almanac where actual facts is sold as facts

We on our grown man shit Quincy Jones
Traveling across the 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 'til the death of
Swagger stuck on ya face like a New Jack
Right back at you, yeah me and my dude
fuck with fake contracts and niggaz that's phony

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