Luyện nghe bài hát Set Trippin'

Ain't nothin but killers in bitch
Ugh
it out
In the house

For the 9 to the 6
Ain't but the viii hype thugs
Ugh
It ain't nothin but the viii thugs
It ain't nothin but the viii hype
Geah,
it out

[ 1: mc eiht ]
Err, as I hit you up
Not givin a
Geah, I know you it
Gang
For trippin, they wanna hang
Punk talk shit, I'm down to bang-bang
The thugs too thick
before hair start to grow on my dick
Fool, you not be slippin by your lonely
my stripes, cause b.g. eiht was hungry
Done trapped, eiht spit
In the m.c. we hit your block too greedy
Innocent by-standers in they
Yellow tape, here it comes, no days
Stripe one, you bitches ain't feelin me
caps every day, ain't no killin me
So you run
Cause i'ma let my shit spit,

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Set
niggas are flippin
Got a of guns
So you to run (2x)

[ verse 2: mc ]
thuggin it up, and I'm not givin a fuck
Anybody gets (I said buck-buck-buck)
Geah, how we do it, straight clownin
9 mill gat I'm packin, keep
Fool, cause it ain't no
chuck t's with the fat-ass strings
You gets my point, saggin
Cause of the gat of fuckin hollow points
(watch out now) ass gon' get shot up bad
(that's right) that ass gon' get a pad
I hope mama ain't home, I hope your kids ain't 'sleep
Ain't no shame in this muthafuckin damn
Catch my affiliation
And you gon' get hit, sent on a long
Fool, so you run
Cause i'ma let my spit, dum-diddy-dum

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Mc in the house
Take 2 to mouth
Boom bam in the
Take 2 to your

[ 3: boom bam ]
It's just a handfull of niggas can with me
I'm a clean example how this nigga a gee
At the age of 15 I got up
That's when my punk-ass got gatted up
With the 9mm hittin, spittin in the
So pass me a light, so I can this
Blunt, punk, or get upside yo black head
Don't lley, but I crack heads
And for the niggas that don't believe, I to show em
That I don't trust a muthafucka far as I can him
Viii hype thugs, and we love pumpin em
Up in muthafuckas heads, em for dead
Cause is gettin drastic
I had my gat, so I
Now you're wrapped in
And with the toe tag
I bet your won't be comin with no mo' drag
(see ya) so you're to run
Cause i'ma let my spit, dum-diddy-dum

What the

The notorious, viii hype thugsters
59

all day
We play

(try to with it)

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And we out