Luyện nghe bài hát Quiet Storm (remix)

[Intro:
been through it all man
Blood sweat and
Niggas is dead and
the fuck else can happen yo
I dont think more son, word to mother yo
We done it all, and been through it all yo
Let y'all niggas know now
Word to for real, for real
That shit is the

1: Havoc]
Blowing niggas with rusty-ass German
Keeping it thorough is our claim to fame
Throw on wetsuit, when it rains it pours and all
Hit em with the four, don't even know him a hole in the wall
Get at me, niggas wanna me
Snitches rat me, put it right where they back be
Keep my Dunns close to me, enemies closer
Sending kites the Motorolas, yo
Give em the cold shoulder with a to match
Bad outta the batch, obsessed with gats
Since a dude, eating niggas food buck-fifty's
Niggas can kill me but they coming me
How about that, send the Bee to attack
Only a fly bitch like that can leave em
Rock em to sleep, em think the drama is dead
Yo I smile up in your face, I'm plotting instead

x2: Lil' Kim]
Yo it's the real shit, shit to you feel shit
Thump em in the shit, have you wilding out when you bump this
Drugs to your eardrum, the raw
Have a OD cause it's never enough

[Verse 2: Lil'
Hot damn ho, here we go
Light as a rock bitch, hard as a bitch
This shit knock for blocks hardtops
In the parking lots, where my Roc like to spark-a-lot
My style speak for itself
Like a wrestler, another notch under my
The embezzler, chrome
The U-N-O competitor, I'm ten steps of ya
I'm a leader, y'all on following shit
Coming in this game on some shit
suck cock just to get to the top
I put a hundred percent in every line I
the Q to the B, with the M-O, B-B
Queensbridge and we D-double-E-P
What, wish I lived the life I live
Prodigy, tell em what this is Dunn

[Verse 3:
I never get enough of it, yo that's my shit
I need that shit, to my adrenaline
Yo rock shit, that real life shit
Makes wanna thug it, makes the projects love it
We come through like, it
want problems, pursue it, let's do it
Infamous bosses, check out the portrait
At the round table, my Dunn speaking his Twin ghost
It's gangster how we rock, while you
Attracted to our style, is how we get down
With big and big guns
We get busy, it get grizzly, beat bloody
Twist fronting, get to running
Fore the get to dumping, the fans get to thumping
M-O-B-B got the whole spot
When my niggas in the place
Damn, you love it