Luyện nghe bài hát Quiet Storm (remix)

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

1: Havoc]
Blowing with rusty-ass German things
Keeping it is our motherfucking claim to fame
Throw on your wetsuit, it rains it pours and all
Hit em with the four, don't even know him from a in the wall
Get at me, niggas clap me
wanna rat me, put it right where they back be
Keep my Dunns to me, enemies even closer
Sending with the Motorolas, yo
Give em the cold shoulder with a to match
Bad apple outta the batch, obsessed with
Since a little dude, eating niggas buck-fifty's
Niggas can me but they coming with me
How about that, the Queen Bee to attack
Only a fly like that can leave em relaxed
Rock em to sleep, make em think the 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 club shit, you wilding out when you bump this
to your eardrum, the raw uncut
Have a OD cause it's never enough

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

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