Luyện nghe bài hát Quiet Storm (remix)

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

[Verse 1:
Blowing niggas rusty-ass German things
Keeping it thorough is our 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, niggas clap me
Snitches rat me, put it right where they back be
Keep my Dunns close to me, enemies even
kites with the Motorolas, yo
Give em the cold shoulder with a hollow-tip to
Bad apple the batch, obsessed with gats
Since a little dude, eating niggas buck-fifty's
Niggas can kill me but they coming me
How about that, send the Queen Bee to
Only a fly bitch like that can leave em
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 the real shit, shit to make you feel shit
Thump em in the club shit, have you wilding out when you this
Drugs to your eardrum, the raw
Have a nigga OD cause it's enough

[Verse 2: Lil'
Hot damn ho, we go again
Light as a rock bitch, hard as a cock
This knock for blocks through hardtops
In the parking lots, where my nigga Roc like to
My Brooklyn speak for itself
Like a wrestler, another notch my belt
The embezzler, treasurer
The U-N-O competitor, I'm ten ahead of ya
I'm a leader, y'all on some shit
in this game on some modeling shit
Bitches cock just to get to the top
I put a hundred in every line I drop
It's the Q to the B, the M-O, B-B
Queensbridge and we D-double-E-P
What, y'all wish I lived the life I
A-yo Prodigy, tell em this is Dunn

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