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 nothin but the viii thugs
Ugh
It nothin but the viii hype thugs
It ain't nothin but the viii thugs
Geah,
it out

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

[ ]
Set
Them niggas are
Got a gang of
So you to run (2x)

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

[ ]

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

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

What the

The notorious, victorious hype thugsters
59

all day
We play

(try to with it)

[ ]

And we out