Luyện nghe bài hát Poison Bananas

P-p-p unit, you pussy, ass,
unit, you pussy, ass, nigga
P-p-p unit, you pussy ass,

Who the snitch?, You the
Who the bitch?, You the
Who the snitch?, You the
Who the bitch?, You the

Who the snitch?, You the
Who the bitch?, You the
Who the snitch?, You the
Who the bitch?, You the

Look, get ya mask took off when I blast off
Pump the shorty, your body
Where the grass tall
Yeah, I'm tango for the cash
Orange Jag, looking a mango when it pass

the tato on the mack
I ain't 'bout bagging up work
When I put in the bag
Fuck is you rhyming

You thirty, just getting in the
You should be to get out
You know it's drama when the get out
Pull and spit the lead, hit your head
Then your sit out by the time they find this shit, out

I'm in a different state, in a zip
Different whip, plates, wait!
I put the in to your head
You, G unit, turtles
your leader is rat, scrat!

It's simple as one, two,
You lames, get at game?
You gotta through me
Yayo, get out the way, ho

Lloyd Banks, got shot
Technique the mack
And aim it at Curtis Jack, you right
Trying to be Frank
(Right)

You getting smacked, little accident
I just now of ya, and the next time you disrespect the west
E, ya, Yayo, you better lay low 'cause
The M.O.B, got some on the payroll
I put a million hit on you snitches
Show you why we call ourselves money over

I got a clip of poison bananas
And some cold hard from Compton
(Here monkey, monkey)
I got a full of poison bananas
And a cold hard killer from
(Here monkey, monkey)

I got a clip of poison bananas
And a cold hard from Long Beach
(Here monkey, monkey)
I got a clip full of bananas
And a hard killer from LA
(Here monkey, monkey)

Olivia, get in the car, before I smack you
Like Fifty, did Fredo Starr and he on li'l niggas
Is it me or is it every video, Jackson get a li'l bigger?
Nigga, using that enhancement

All I need is a couple and a sandwich
Fuck, holding a conference, I'll run to
Hold Chris Lighty for hostage, 'cause Banks, doing gay
out the closet!

Either that or I'm ma knock Lighty, unconsciencious
Cut all the nonsense, you was pc'd, up
Hit the bricks, 'bout the corner like you common
Talk of New York? You, Pasada

I throw 'em, you catch 'em, that's not a
a promise, you did six months, now you a convict
I your phones calls, now you at me
On some wild shit, judge said, spent

Now you can get it
The same gun homicide, dropped five dimes
And next time you try to kiss me on the
You won't be alive enough to put out Mobb Deep

I got a clip full of poison
And some cold hard killers Compton
(Here monkey, monkey)
I got a clip of poison bananas
And a hard killer from Philly
(Here monkey, monkey)

I got a clip full of bananas
And a cold hard from Long Beach
(Here monkey, monkey)
I got a clip of poison bananas
And a hard killer from LA
(Here monkey, monkey)

Welcome to the west, let me show you what like
My niggas, to sit on death row and ain't fucking with Suge Knight
Tag left toes, wish you niggas, a good night
Rock-a-by, baby, chrome, three-thirty-six,

Ready to die, them niggas ain't
On the wall on the mini street that they can't be
A pine box of leg room, game, hit me
watching, access granted in Cancun

I'm look at the two like the of this damn dude
Pointing a beam at him, his next wound
Talk to my heat, get the Yayo
Replace that, G Unit, with a halo

I got a clip of poison bananas
And some cold hard from Compton
(Here monkey, monkey)
I got a full of poison bananas
And a cold killer from Philly
(Here monkey, monkey)

I got a clip full of bananas
And a cold hard killer from Long
(Here monkey, monkey)
I got a clip full of bananas
And a cold killer from LA
(Here monkey, monkey)