Luyện nghe bài hát Reservoir Dogs

Fuck, shit is real right
Roc-a-Fella, LOX, takin the over motherfuckers
get it twisted
Yo, aiyyo, aiyyo,
Yo shut the fuck up I blast and Banned From TV your ass
With no mask, at the camera like what?
Yeah I did it like them sick boys the court committed
To the death of me, I'm spaz like I'm on
Drop 100 for real like I'm lookin for a deal
If I ain't hungry, who the fuck is, I'm than them African kids
I ain't straight til my numbers the Motorola ?bid?
And walk the streets up in ? ? I don't fuckin care
If I ain't strapped that means I took em off my Nike
Get off mine, y'all talk shit little children
When I ride mine like bitched I walk up in the building
Cause I catch tans in the winter, with wild
Jet-skiin, while you keep at corner stores
I make it hot, your block, the best way
Professionally, they'll find poison in your
As I get lookin at Biggie posted on my wall
Takin shots of til I fall
Nuttin to lose, just load the clip up in the
And rhymes to the poster, til I swear Big move
My team, you think was on Thorazine
How we and don't give a fuck what it's cost-ing

Yo, yo, pressure bust pipes, it's to apply it now
Pick out a quiet and tie it down
Make lock it down, y'all know where to buy it now
Beanie Mac I it now
My squad roll deep, in foreign cars with two
of five's, a six, a few Jeeps
Bag enough coke to last a few
In case niggaz wanna test, and a few heats
You really wanna test my And test my game?
you have me, test my aim?
Y'all nuts, like testricles
Hit you up in your apartment vestibule
Perhaps it's for you, to keep on walkin
Heat the noggin, keep on sparkin
Platinum prezzie, Bezzie, stay
Cop off the lot never see me at the
Pint of Bacardi darken, when it's
Out on the strip, I reach the margin
Not to meet the Seargeant, at the precinct
cheese sandwiches, down for the weekend
Locked up with dirty white and Ricans

Now if I you I probably do ten in the box
Come down on appeal then I'm killin your
You feelin The LOX, why you grillin The LOX
If this rap shit don't niggaz still in the spot
You it to me, I gotta lose your family
don't die, they get chubby, and move to Miami
Shit is deep now dog but it deeper
Fuck it, the weather's nice and the price is cheaper
I put it on tape, you buy it, I put it in a bag
You gon' try it, niggaz can't deny it
Lot of cats still tryin to study my bounce
Tell you what, get a beat tape and a ounce
got me where I can't be without my large gat
Teflon long sleeve, and my
Don't matter if I'm up, or headline
Doin the limit or pushin red lines
Six in the county or fed time
I'ma be the 'Kiss nigga, it's bedtime
Anything I'm on is a classic, any
Ever had beef with, son is a
Anytime I spit, acid, L.O.X.
Ruffryder you We got the game mastered

I told you the pain was
You wouldn't
You tried to play me a joke?
Now who got the laugh?
Now take these bullets with you to

You is sick, don't think Sauce the shit
So many niggaz on my nuts I thought I my dick
Picture me fallin off, I'm shy
Hammers fly, might miss you, but your die
the difference? Either way I'm stunnin your crew
I fuck to win, y'all niggaz to lose
Somethin to prove? it, we can have a sprayoff
I lay off wet niggaz and em on my day off
nuttin for me to bust a trey off
Murder the whole month of April nigga, to take May off
Run with more Germans than Adolf, you light
Now I on your camp, like Jews
hot like a heatwave bitch
Whips fatter than them they beat slaves with
I'm a meal stackin nigga who pull quick, packin
For you Phil niggaz on that Bull

I don't give a fuck who you are, so who you are
I don't care about a bitch, watch or a car
I don't care about your block and whoever you
I don't care about your album and it drop
I don't care about your if I did I woulda asked
I'm too busy lightin with a whole lotta hash
Far as rap shit, I'm ten steps ahead of niggaz
backwards, just for practice
Ride or die nigga, hoppin in casket
Bout to go to hell with you, the L with you
Tell the whole world I'm spittin let em the shells hit you
I niggaz quick, suck dick and get a glock
My ring bells like Sunday at twelve o'clock
I'm past seven, bust six then eleven
You know me, my man my joint say reload me
I and pop a fella for Roc-a-Fella
Jay (what the fuck) spendin

I know pop you can't us cause you cock them hammers
Run in crib, no prisoners, pop your grandma
in the slammer? Nope, popped up in Atlanta
Crossed up in a drop I popped up the
Whoa, watch manners when my veins pop like scanners
Like raindrops you hear the thunder when I the cannon
Big thang, big chains, ain't changed
Get in the four dot six Range
main, switch lanes
Every town I hit, planes, bitch flipped big caine
Flow with no cut, you take it in vain/vein to the
Muh'fukas is noddin and up, you know that
You don't owe that man
He'll hit you, get the picture? man
Gotta, love for war, I don't floss no
I sit on my money til I'm above the law
How the fuck you stop us with your measly asses
We don't stop at the we got EZ passes, nigga
Multiple cars and divas with
Iceberg with I.B. on the elastic
Shit, beyotch! the fuck, ya heard me?
Put more beat on that joint