Luyện nghe bài hát Rinky Dink / Whatever Ho

[DJ
Yeah you muthafuckin'
Y'all know the muthafuckin' dead Camp and Profit Posse in this

Get one of these gold plaques on the wall before you talk old
muthafuckin'
Bitch, whatever nigga
We in this for the 9-9, 9's to your head ho
(Mafia, Mafia, Mafi-ya, ya, Mafia, Mafia, Mafi-ya, ya)

J:]
Glock 9's, Tech 9's, any kinda gun
Evergreen gats have got cowards on the run bitch
Kill 'em like they
Know they hear them click
Doped up a muthafucka (Cough, Cough, Snort)
You could catch me in the same hood, on the same block
With a pearl watch, and a knot, and a glock
9 o'clock clock nigga like to slang 'cause I be hustlin' and
We gon' put a end to you hoes and you hatin'

[Lord
I'ma be every fuckin' piece of skrilla out here I can make
I'ma break every fuckin' bitch, fatalities I can bring
I'ma millie my but killie, killin' everything that I wanna kill
You weak ass niggaz don't Lord Infamous from South Parkway to get ill
Long from the norm, we get dumb with a bomb, with the you bitches y'all
get steel
Scarecrow, House, yes it gets ill
So, all listen closely don't you ever forget
wouldn't, Y'all never be shit with out us bitch
Don't

Black:]
Killin' ain't
Bitches ain't
ain't shit
Bodies in a
How many done talked that shit
About the Project Pat, Thug Posse ya bitch
Niggaz talk, bitches gon' start
Muthafuckaz get they bodies in a trunk
All I want is
have
Get on your knees
Gimme all your

Whoa, muthafucka watch yourself, watch your back
Cause still we chillin' Pat
Straped with them
Be to attack
All you hatin' ass niggaz wanna jump, yo punk what's up
You better come up real with your muthatfuckin' shit, boy, it's gonna
get
Situation's gone bad, for you niggaz killaz
Automatic triggaz drillin' holes inside your liver
How you figure, I was gon' let you talk that and peep these streets
"That ScanMan boy's a bitch" know watch them throw lights out in my

[DJ
Killin', buckin', up in Gunfire
Bullets off the walls, nigga this is Warfare
Suckaz they got nuts
You don't know elephants
Specialize in takin'
in nappy hoes
Niggaz is serious, I can't play no games no more
actin' curious, but I think they know the score
Bitches know the Hypnotize medallion show what you claim
Hold it up strong, only those, who stay real, or maintain', in this

[MC
Alot of niggaz talk shit and end up gettin' the wig split
It's MC Mack, the nigga known for smackin', jackin', Cracker
Busta ass nigga, run you mouth and get your ass off
Watch me put my ski mask on, come a gat now trick now drop it off
Shoot a soaker in a minute don't you give a fuck about another nigga
if he's speakin' use your attack
Rollin' a nigga smack a nigga like a nigga smack a bitch, you crump,
you ain't no
Ain't no love lost off in my heart, there's no place
Won't you a little closer nigga, you won't be rollin' our

Socialists up actin' servin' sevens
Have 'em in suspended, in the middle
Started civil
Homies swithin', fickle
But if you with family ties, we leave you triple
That there know his gun a missle, Lord don't flash on him, only man
ain't
Erasin' ample businesses all in the name of the
Suckaz eat pot, swallow D, and get punished for three
Bangin' the hit stops, it won't be over, 'til heat pops
Away from the gravity, stand and your a Tech and see him drop

[Gangsta
I know, I know
Down, down, baby goin' down,
dreams baby, Rock-a-bye baby
Niggaz run up, we be flexin' the Tech and
Be at ya we comin', and I bitch, I bet ya, I bet ya
You wanna hit 'em, but nigga you an't 'em, forget 'em
you sorry, and sorry ain't nothin' but venom
I know bitches out lovin' me, niggaz got dreams of fuckin' me
Fuckin' me the story gon' fuck you up more than me

[DJ
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[Project
Alot of gunfire, bustin' on you hoes to get my point
Ridin' in your hood and let the muthafuckin' toss
Tossin' me a pack, now I'm tossin' you some dramma
Ridin' my congregation, and we smokin' on marijuana
If you wanna go to war with us, we to bust
Caught niggaz slippin' at his place, shot him in his face
Now I race, the scenery, blowin' on greenery
Know I got a temper but you wanna be mean to me
It's the weak, told to tell 'em, Caesar, how he rolls
Newspaper, to tell 'em, how he just got lnocked of his toes
You should know, we rollin' deep, hittin' like a train
Kiss the floor, don't be lookin' dumb I don't explain
I maintain, killaz catchin' drinks, Project cappers
Shootin' at your muthafuckin' lane, they be catching
Haters, violatiers, bullshiters, this for y'all
Boy I a big gun, you don't want none