Luyện nghe bài hát quiet storm remix

In broad daylight get
Just been it all man
Blood sweat and tears, niggaz is dead and
What the else can happen yo?
I dont think much more son, to mother yo
We done it all, and been through it all yo
Let y'all know right now
to mother, for real, for real
That is the truth
I'm not

I put my lifetime in between the paper's
I'm the "Quiet Storm" nigga who fight
P yeah you heard of him but, I ain't concerned with
Nigga I pop guns than you holdin' them
Make my route while the sun's out and your men
Unload ten, in daylight, get right
Fuck your life hop on my ninety-eight bike
You try to mines from growin', I'll make your blood stop flowin'
affirmative action, to any ass if he askin'
Now here the Mack 10

You use a dick blower, tryin' to speak the Dunn
the drilly with that though? It ain't bangin'
You hooked on Mobb-phonics
Lyin' to the Pop Dog you got it
You ain't no wildin' out for the fist thrower
Rusty shank holder, we live shit

'Cause it's the real shit, shit to 'em feel shit
Lump 'em in the club shit, you wildin' out when you bump this
Drugs to eardrum, the raw uncut
Have a nigga OD 'cause it's enough
It's the real shit, shit to make 'em shit
Lump 'em in the club shit, have you wildin' out when you bump
to your eardrum, the raw uncut
Have a nigga OD 'cause it's never

Yo the P rock inch cables, drinkin' White Label
My chain down to my dick, my piece bang glass tables
Diamonds and guns before the Duke
A nigga like me hold tecs, are you the same
Goin' the emotions, of gun holdin'
shotguns down my pants leg limpin'
Killer bee who still livin', my pops too
He taught me how to shoot I was seven

I to bust shots crazy
I couldn't even because the loud sound used to scare me
I my pops for that, I love my nigga D-Black
I'll take the life of tryin' to change what's left
And through all of that a ain't scared of death
All y'all brand new just scared to death
I spent too night sniffin' coke, gettin' right

Wastin' my life, now I'm tryin' to things right
open some gates, invest, in Iraq business
Do things for the kids, the little
Build a jungle gym behind the crib, so they can youth
CBR's and VCR's, ATV's and big screen TV's, please
Don't make me have to risk my
We worked our life for this, you get your shit beat in
For real, yo

'Cause it's the real shit, shit to 'em feel shit
Lump 'em in the club shit, you wildin' out when you bump this
Drugs to your eardrum, the raw
Have a nigga OD it's never enough

It go one, two, three to the
That nigga got that shit
For y'alls peoples to rock to, stirrin' up of brew
In hell's kitchen, I chef the
To serve hot plates all the unified states
Sit down and sup top rap reps

We the streets that's boy move diligent
You better like a nigga on the tight rope Duke
Infamous first infantry, division fourth mission
First assignment give 'em that shit they been
My new way bitchen
Those that listen, get to my diction'
Fuck rhymes I write prescriptions, for diseased
Generic rap's just not potent P's

One-thousand one-hundred on the throttle
I peel off naked on Katanas
Spaghetti head Mobb niggaz is full
blown melanin' tone, I rock skeleton bone shirts
And verses, but thirst for beats
So I can put, more out on the street
Get respect and love, all the board
We've been adored, for keepin' it raw, nuttin' less or
I everytime for sure
While the of y'all niggaz just kneal to the real

'Cause it's the real shit, shit to 'em feel shit
Lump 'em in the club shit, you wildin' out when you bump this
Drugs to eardrum, the raw uncut
Have a nigga OD 'cause it's enough
It's the real shit, shit to make 'em shit
Lump 'em in the club shit, have you wildin' out when you bump
Drugs to eardrum, the raw uncut
Have a nigga OD 'cause never enough
It's the hip-hop, hip-hop