Luyện nghe bài hát Paisley Darts

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

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

liquor in they mouth, cold Moet
Captain Morgan, flicks, posing, holding my tech
With cowboy and coach bags, they party like rock stars
Bo Gary watches, chill, they 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 find me up like the mice in cheese

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

We like the black Yankees, old vets who sit in the
Thankful, counting up currency and when it rain, pour
From every bitch that we bless, we hit up, automatic
The Cuban link niggaz is the

Let my wallet walk, speak to niggaz, cops,
We put it down, style, with three killas
Based on money, dummies die
It ain't funny, to front on mine, we get in ya mommy

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

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

Let me you how I G ride, Nina on both sides
Nobody shotgun but the four-five
Nigga, if you won't try, I'll give ya to regret
Throw that semi to ya neck

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

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

Aiyo, aiyo, you know ya boy stay fresher than
Timberland snow boots, collecting more cream than a booth
I daily, patriotic like Tom Brady
I'm the bomb, baby, 'cuz what I write is beyond

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

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

Fuck that, 'bout time we took it to the block
The task force coming, I got crack in my
White Rock on the plate, get cash, shit is hot
Smash on the Interstate, we dash on the cops

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

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

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

We on our grown man shit like Jones
Traveling across the world while we smoking the
We all here grinding, y'all know what we do
We get it in with the Murderland, too

Hit you up, nice 'til the death of Yakub
Swagger stuck on ya face a New Jack tool
Right back at you, 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
Link up a fly dime, brick and a chrome piece
Coming for that gwop, nigga, you got beef