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
the grass grow tall
Yeah, I'm like for the cash
Orange Jag, looking like a mango when it

the tato on the mack
I talking 'bout bagging up work
I put Yayo in the bag
Fuck is you about?

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

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

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

Lloyd Banks, got shot
pass the mack
And aim it at Curtis Jack, you ain't
Trying to be Frank
(Right)

You getting smacked, little murderer
I just now heard of ya, and the next time you disrespect the
E, serving ya, Yayo, you lay low 'cause
The M.O.B, got killers on the payroll
I put a million dollar hit on you
Show you why we call ourselves over bitches

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm at the two like the nerve of this damn dude
Pointing a at him, locating his next wound
to my heat, Chi-Chi get the Yayo
Replace that, G Unit, bandanna with a

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

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