Luyện nghe bài hát Radiant Jewels

Chef... do it...

Criminal kingpins, and cheap friends
Actors, vixens, niggas put your in
Blood money when we hawking, awkward gun that go curves
Bullets niggas with coffin, yo
Watch how to with hammers, I got two mens
That don't English, shooting game's bananas
in Spain, my bangles, clusty, checking my swings
Trillians on, yo, my jeans
Broad day, yo, body another, my is like
Blow 'caine, one, the trees, you love us, yo
So killers be cool, pimps, read
When a grown man is rapping, Ill Street Blues
Striving, nigga, one side
Don't go against totally shit, nigga, baby gonna die
Yeah, bank robbers armored up, like the boys in Heat
DeNiro one soul to keep quiet

Aiyo, word to
Y'all niggas better bring ya son, word

When Pun was packing a mack in back of the
I was in them buildings, it wasn't no cameras
The savages, snitching was hazardous, now it isin't
Shit is embarrassing, a flow, this is a lyrical aquaduct
Sink or swim for what I'm hearing you up
Lyte like the MC, I'm thin', you tripping
I'm taking trips, your eyes don't lie, a glimpse
Into my life, you see me blazing clips, the green to make it rich
With a that'll scrape the Knicks, and a v that's crazy quick
I came to my Yankee fitted, represent for greatness
lyrical elevation, causing mental stimulation
If I'm getting too deep, I give you a to take in
My radiant, like a view of the Caymans
And thinking you seeing me, who you playing
Cor, Mega, raw
back, pause, fell off? Never

P! Shaolin, up?

Aiyo, listen giraffe niggas, I blast techs
Alejandro, came through the Mexican Aztecs
Rap smack on a whole different aspect
Homey, owe me dough, that's how we fucked up his last
Three train Saratoga, train stop, nigga
part with the plan, make major figures
Foul flagrant, two shots, give me the back
You got shot, get off my sack
You not hot, give me a call back, is all wack
Super doopa stupid, get drugs and I fall
P, ain't a problem that the God can't
I set it off Blood, Sean John Rambo
Whoooo, as you can see, I'm
Camp for life, fuck the G.I. Joe shit
Boot Camp is an Army, better yet a
Air Force Ones, nigga, the shit's crazy, don't play me