Luyện nghe bài hát quiet storm remix

In broad get right
been through it all man
Blood and tears, niggaz is dead and shit
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 shit is the
I'm not

I put my lifetime in between the lines
I'm the "Quiet Storm" who fight rhyme
P yeah you heard of him but, I concerned with them
Nigga I pop more than you holdin' them
Make my route the sun's out and scold your men
Unload ten, in broad daylight, get
Fuck your life hop on my dirt bike
You try to mines from growin', I'll make your blood stop flowin'
Take affirmative action, to any ass if he
Now come the Mack 10

You use a dick blower, tryin' to speak the language
What the drilly that though? It ain't bangin'
You hooked on Infamous-bonics
to the Pop Dog like you got it
You ain't no wildin' out for the night fist
Rusty shank holder, we this shit

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

Yo the P rock forty cables, drinkin' White Label
My chain hang down to my dick, my piece glass tables
Diamonds and before the fame Duke
A nigga like me hold tecs, are you the too?
through the emotions, of gun holdin'
Long down my pants leg limpin'
Killer bee who still livin', even my too
He taught me how to when I was seven

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

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

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

It go one, two, three to the
nigga P-Double got that shit
For y'alls peoples to rock to, stirrin' up pots of
In kitchen, I chef the impossible
To serve hot plates all across the unified
Sit and sup with top rap reps

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

one-hundred CC's on the throttle
I peel off naked on Katanas
Spaghetti head niggaz is full bred
Fully blown melanin' tone, I skeleton bone shirts
And verses, but for worse beats
So I can put, more out on the street
Get respect and love, all across the
We've been adored, for keepin' it raw, less or more
I score everytime for
While the rest of y'all niggaz just kneal to the

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