Luyện nghe bài hát Quiet Storm (remix)

[Intro:
Just been it all man
Blood and tears
Niggas is and shit
What the fuck can happen yo
I dont think much more son, to mother yo
We done seen it all, and through it all yo
Let y'all know right now
Word to mother for real, for
shit is the truth

[Verse 1:
Blowing niggas with rusty-ass German
Keeping it is our motherfucking claim to fame
Throw on your wetsuit, when it it pours and all
Hit em with the four, don't even know him from a hole in the
Get at me, wanna clap me
Snitches rat me, put it right where they back be
my Dunns close to me, enemies even closer
Sending with the Motorolas, yo
Give em the cold with a hollow-tip to match
Bad apple outta the batch, obsessed gats
Since a little dude, eating niggas food
Niggas can kill me but coming with me
How that, send the Queen Bee to attack
a fly bitch like that can leave em relaxed
Rock em to sleep, make em the drama is dead
Yo I smile up in your face, though I'm plotting

[Hook x2: Kim]
Yo it's the real shit, shit to make you feel
Thump em in the club shit, have you out when you bump this
to your eardrum, the raw uncut
Have a nigga OD cause it's enough

[Verse 2: Kim]
Hot damn ho, we go again
Light as a rock bitch, as a cock bitch
This shit knock for blocks hardtops
In the parking lots, where my nigga Roc to spark-a-lot
My Brooklyn style speak for
Like a wrestler, another under my belt
The embezzler, treasurer
The competitor, I'm ten steps ahead of ya
I'm a leader, on some following shit
Coming in game on some modeling shit
suck cock just to get to the top
I put a hundred percent in every I drop
the Q to the B, with the M-O, B-B
Queensbridge and we D-double-E-P
What, y'all I lived the life I live
A-yo Prodigy, tell em what this is

[Verse 3:
I never get enough of it, yo that's my shit
I need shit, to boost my adrenaline
Yo rock that shit, that real life
Makes bitches wanna thug it, makes the projects it
We come like, fuck it
Y'all want problems, pursue it, do it
Infamous bosses, check out the portrait
At the round table, my Dunn speaking with his Twin
It's gangster how we rock, you watch
Attracted to our style, is how we get down
With big jewelry and big
We get busy, it get grizzly, beat niggas
Twist fronting, get to running
Fore the mens get to dumping, the get to thumping
got the whole spot jumping
When my step in the place
Damn, you gotta it