Luyện nghe bài hát R.P.M.

Shawnna hot shit for bitches that got they baby daddies locked
In the pen' to rock cause he did wrong
Run up on the cops and he hit 'em with the with his wig gone
rock on the big phone
In the projects niggaz run up on set with the tech' out
Leave you wet you chest out
Killer niggaz realer niggaz have a nigga fill a realer nigga
Drill a nigga with a villian never spill a nigga
Fuck that! Nigga bust back, we in the
Me and my bitches all
Puffin the sack and we be sippin on
Fittin to react, and pop a nigga for stacks (OOH-OOOH!)
Niggaz I'm with they put the fifth to your whole
Now with the murderers are known
I gotta pop a nigga drop a nigga rock a nigga a nigga
Lock a nigga a nigga, cop the floppin nigga
Roll for my bitches that be droppin in the strip
Tryin get 'em a somethin
If you gotta take it off, take it off like a for the big ones
you get you a big gun
Motherfuckers from the Chi like to put it yo' eye if it's on
Put it straight to yo' dome
Now you with them gangsters, ballers, hoes, hustlers
Bangers - niggaz that them real motherfuckers like whoa

It's real real - on the block I up for days
I keep the steel steel - in case a nigga wanna get in the way
So now the deal deal? On the street you got nothin to say
So when I see him get him (WHAT!) drill him (WHAT!)
him fill him (WHAT WHAT!)

Twista hot shit for hoes and thugs
In and clubs that get crunkfor my homies locked down
To whoever hurtin in the hood and ballers with 22's on big
To my thugs that call to they mob
And to the that be servin hydro and cocaine
To my niggaz ain't hoesif they have to
They will steal a nigga a nigga check a nigga cut a nigga
Pull the trigger bust a nigga, yellow nigga
Ready to fill and a drink, I'm drunk go and weed it up
And I'm talkin go like I'm smokin the bone
Full of some shit damn sho' wouldn't seed it up
Got you fillin the hole go see your body
Probably with all my Legit Ballaz rollin up
Up the streets stuffed the
So you see Navigators, Escalades, Benzes
Beamers, Excursions - bumpin systems TV's and them spinnin
Mob for them niggaz done up off them hard times
K-Town, side, South side
Murder us for the money why I'm known to kick a hard rhyme
set you represent throw it up
If you buck or crunk then take yo' motherfuckin off
Dealers get your work wanna party
Full of niggaz killer niggaz gangsta niggaz chill niggaz
Baller niggaz thug player haters real niggaz

I'ma kick hot shit for bitches up in the tryin to compete me
I'm from the hood side, West side
Where niggaz'll put a motherfuckin slug in my
Motown, Pucketown, do or die
The between a motherfuckin thug and a gangsta
One's thug in a
Get a nigga a nigga put him in a ditch and then forget a nigga
Hit a nigga puck a nigga little with the nigga
Puff say you love that
We in the 'Llac and put the in the 'gnac
Remy and sacks got me scummy in the back
the raps that got me layin out slacks
And it's speakin like, "Wow, that, let me hit the weed"
Cause I feelin like
Fuck a nigga bust a nigga Shawnna love a nigga
Chi to show the motherfuckers how to rush a nigga
Crush put it on momma
On everything I got for the drama, puff marijuana
To the and put it on ya
who you froze in a comma
We so relentless, you know Chi up in the
Flows in yo' dome in an
and them folks and the Mo's and the ki's and the fo's
And the BD's and lows and the and the hoes and God