Luyện nghe bài hát Pointin' Fingers

My mic track-slashin', rhythmatic navigator
Quasar dart flamin',
Catastrophic with the block mafia cat
swift, O.G. got some projects

Got the raw deal on the war
Sixty trillion ton on timin' of your shield
We on it angry hornet-types on your perimeter
Sinister, car impact in vehicular

Syndicate just asserted this raw dosage
Blow your mind focus, mastermind in 3 voltages
Love is love amongst us, you pass
Receive penalties is how my team rush

attracts stacks, repels cosmetic
Cats would jack watch, mimic
Anacondas die spottin' that's sky high
Fully traumatized, why, why

Fake rap thugs, gun slingers, no for names
We don't point fingers, you claim
Go here, swingin', leave, die stingin'
Stop the mirage, get dreamin'
Now he gone, driven his mom screamin'

Just a seven this rap doses, cats is bogus
Keep eyes open, shakin' the dice, stay alive, focus
Myalansky cold as ice, lose your life
City red, shiest bubble all night, lower the

I improved, dock and units, fiends who shooted
Younger cats tooted, you blew it, give me the gat, do him
Dime art rap, lungs collapse, let me back track
for talkin', snitchin', get clapped at

Projects, facts, slingin' some crack
We'll come back, garbage, yo, you dumb, black?
Blow his fuckin' off Joe, call Napolean
The only man, Wu-Syndicate, what? in

Bring me chokes to the cocktail Colombian, hungry men
from your rooftop, right, aimin' for Uncle Ben
Feathers and brims, leathers and
Jean Paul Gaulthier wear, bitches let it

Fake rap thugs, gun slingers, no need for
We point fingers, title you claim
Go here, swingin', leave, die stingin'
Stop the mirage, get scarred
Now that he gone, his mom screamin'

Valentino, 'bino, ghetto Tarentino
Conceal weapons, brought adolescence, insert to your project
Holdin' a stolen tre-ocho, maneuver thru old
Who old? Fold the in choke hold

Propositions, fuck ass kickin', it's Math',
Mad figures, courted, extorted, auto craft, it
Get it right, and shiest, city insite
I'm busy trife, hiddin' flights, heist

More fiend lusted CREAM, busted the precusions
My ears ring, seen, before cats were lovin' 'steen
Mother tote, it ain't what you got, it's what you
Supreme schemes, trustin' hoes, safe but large

Get Remy bent, probably my posse be heavy shit
Syndicate, benevolent flinch, who blocks the sound of trumpets
Inside the mercury, temperature thirty
D.A. and the V.A., the worensy,

rap thugs, gun slingers, no need for names
We point fingers, title you claim
Go here, swingin', leave, die stingin'
Stop the mirage, get scarred
Now he gone, driven his mom screamin'

Lame hands, front the trophy, he don't deserve
Herb frontin' hard with the gat, screamin' he splurged
of these cats frontin', look gorilla poke tax
Runnin', look, tote, all up on wax

Myalansky, projects, original concept, take the step
Caught in the zone for those who froze
From poke nose to Venice Beach, up in the street
Hit rock, damn, I feel good, lay back, feel the

Slide like jet-ski's, flee, some nestles
Strees-free, test three, Napolean, Joe Mafia, my comrades
Saigon, 'nam without the dome tag, have you block in inferno
But for the of it, me unposted

your throws, Syndicate never fold
Sunshine, or crime, my team lock the show
Frontline, deaf, dumb and blind,
Recognize, yo, rap thugs

Fake rap thugs, gun slingers, no need for
We don't fingers, title you claim
Go here, swingin', leave, die stingin'
Stop the mirage, get scarred
Now that he gone, driven his mom