Luyện nghe bài hát quiet storm remix

In daylight get right
Just through it all man
Blood sweat and tears, niggaz 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 niggaz know right now
to mother, for real, for real
That is the truth
I'm not

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

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

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

Yo the P forty inch cables, drinkin' White Label
My chain hang down to my dick, my bang glass tables
Diamonds and before the fame Duke
A nigga like me hold tecs, are you the same
Goin' through the emotions, of gun
Long shotguns down my pants leg
bee who still livin', even my pops too
He taught me how to shoot when I was

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

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

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

It go one, two, to the fourth
That nigga P-Double got shit
For y'alls peoples to rock to, stirrin' up of brew
In hell's kitchen, I the impossible
To hot plates all across the unified states
Sit down and sup top rap reps

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

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

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