Luyện nghe bài hát Pound 4 Pound

Still on my coast riphop shit
King click mobsters are mile high in cannabis
Ha ha ride come on

Round for round its goin down in the compound (its down)
for pound we burn em down (burn em down Burn em down)
Pound for pound we light em up in the
Round for round we burn em down (always chronic)

This is no nonsense
Break out the and incense
And flowers a shower
Its a bath
Crack another blunt
And the double bag
a back pack
This shits about to go down bagdad
Waving blue ill be flying the weed flag
kottonmouth kings never buy shit we ship
started with the moved up to hash bags
now we at the compound lacing
so we stack

we always stackin
on the top you I got em
we always bowls
back and you know I pop em
and they drop em
we cough em out we squash em
I until I choke
Eyes low they me dloc
Blazing on this smoke
Im all out
Got some from the west coast
Riding on these tracks a lowrider
Bounce smoke an
Do it slow so they see me when I
I let em

Round for round its down in the compound (its goin down)
Pound for pound we burn em down (burn em down em down)
Pound for pound we light em up in the
Round for round we burn em (always smoking chronic)

My got and itch
Its crazy shit
Its crazy shit
truck of the latest shit
Never call my ladies
My trigger fingers got an
I got a wood bat swinging on the pitch
Inside screw packing and im cracking it
I got a loose screw someone cut my chords
Im flying down the banging on my dashboard
Driving off a cliff on a fat spliff
man I guess these haters finally got their wish

Smokes the neighborhoods intact
The kings is in the fucking
Quarter about to crack
Most fat it all up give me that sack
You dont to not give me that
When Im at home bubble go flat
From the of the bat home run
Check mate energy thick the belly of all of the partying
All of the pain that we went thru to keep this poppin
You better it wont stop
Retarded to we dont know that was you
you better believe me forever we
forever the krown will power the
we do it or die

Round for round its goin down in the compound (its down)
Pound for we burn em down (burn em down Burn em down)
Pound for pound we light em up in the
Round for round we burn em down (always chronic)

Blowing the bomb the chronic
All the smoking the best
Keepin it fresh the bong
snapping the bong
Look at my bag rolling the
Burnin em down til it
Keep up my rockin it down
Sagging my we keepin it west

We ride or die packing loads in glass pipes
Twistin grips on
Blowing up and burning
Say what you like hope names no on my doc
strings out of sight
Blinded by the light
Let the out unleash em on your residence
Air force one im higher than the president
Yes im heaven
Burnin holy
7 deadly sins guaranteed I wont repent

I wont either me neither
My heater be the
all the hungry rappers want to eat up
I beat up the
Sit up pop it up to gear
To year lick another fear
Shut up take it on
All of the enemies

for round its goin down in the compound (its goin down)
Pound for we burn em down (burn em down Burn em down)
for pound we light em up in the compound
Round for round we burn em (always smoking chronic)

RED FOX