Luyện nghe bài hát Servin' Tha Friends

Hey hey holla holla
What's
I got the biggest right here motherfucker
motherfucking rocks fat,
Hey, at ten 'o clock I don't see
None of y'all niggas up on the motherfucking block
Y'all got ta this motherfucka off
Curfew nigga, get ta up outta here off my block

Verse 1: Bizzy

Who tha fiends
thousands of green
For the of money
Cash all me
Demons can me
While I'm in the I can die
up my style-y as we came at the same time
Baby tempted, in the
shit got you demented
Crash the Benz and ending your
for criminal defendants
Critical breaking in the bar thinking
Millenium like pestilence war and famine
Animals move reputed
Every daily grades let it be the
My Cleveland niggas revolve like dead
In Eden seeping
And I wanna rock the pump
But I doubt it if I ta pop the trunk
I'ma get 'em they thinking they miss me what
that thuggish ruggish fuck them up
Rolling wid my bucks in the snatch shit
All of my all of we lie
you touched and stuck on murda
Smoking up bud and fucking up
It was the 7th regime
Wid the and beams the philly and green
Wid a clik tight and a nigga like me
Ya go wrong wid we
Eyes bloodshot red when I floss
I rather run up and smash you wid a
And they it off his head
Nigga I'ma let them bleed
Nigga, immortal from the walking dead

It's just day I gotta get paid
Who got the boulder
Who tha fiends
(Repeat)

Verse 2: Layzie

Now could this be
The bad boy the
I be for eternal
Wanna test me on
Now my niggas at
a nigga wig back
Nigga dig dig that
All original the zone criminal here we go
>From a place where a might bury ya
Nigga act up and I betta take ah ya
ah ya, I be ready for the war
Nigga I'm Most
coast ta coast
If you for whateva you can ride wit me
But if you lie ta me and die for me
Look in my eyes and see you hide from me
shit talk nigga
That be from niggas in the ghetto
Now get on my level the Devil
Representing ah heavenly rebel
Even my screws loose I can tigheten 'em up
And put a twist to the game like a wrench
For the shit
All about the murda for the ah money shit
Gettin' paid, got it made in the shade
If you got and I want it take it
Nigga made it and I told ya make it
Kept it real and it'd neva be shit
Half baked and gone off this indoe
Wanna hit it just as you next
Hit it two and pass
And nigga hold ya
Lay playing wid a half
Playin' wid ah deck

Verse 3: Flesh N

I'm up but I bail on the darkside
Dwell, wid the hustla ta get this
Plannig ta sell the yayo for my
Nobody be fucking wid top platinum
So ah now that you got album fool
Tell me what in the you gon' do wid it
drop and hit up they head
That can go and get
Peepin' here they wake it off
So they come wid ah weekly drumstick
Servin' them paper murda 1-8-7 ova haters
you be done,
Did it wid do whateva they gotta do
My nigga just do what ya do
if you gotta spark a few
Just rob a few move
It's just another day I gotta get
Niggas rapping the same way
Made niggas it figures now thug wid niggas
eating betta than the nigga
Betta lay in low so when the rolling
Stroll on my as a criminal
Homicidal activity 'em up all up
Nigga let's this shit be real
But stack up realer than a nigga talk loco
Straight ah motherfucka do it fast
Bucking 'em down here red on his back