Luyện nghe bài hát Shells Stackin' Up

I got A to the motherfucking K

Yeah, shells stacking up I about thirty rounds
Out my thrity round clip, you can hear the sounds
Of the shells when they hit the
But you know they're down
Can't take chances if you plan to fuck
Leaving prints on a shell, in a jail cell
With no bail living life in
So I to be the sly, slick, and wicked
But will I get caught? In the mean a puto gets shot
I say it's if you ask me
I got pumps, you can call them punks man, wanna blast me
That only figures when you're living crazy
wanna keep me from rapping 'cause they know it pays me
Orale what I say
Orale puto what I say before I spray
All them levas and I cap cap cap
And then I come back and make a rap rap rap
And tell what I just did
Lined up some and I just got rid
Of a right on the double, I'm nothing but trouble
But when it comes to hynas I'm the one that likes to
But right now the are stacking up
I got my thirty rendevous and are backing up
I got that AK in the trunk for that wanna act dumb
Fuck the round clip, I got the seventy five round drum
You vatos me now I don't give a fuck
don't mean shit when my shells are stacking up

I got my stacking up
(I got that A to the K)
I got my shells up
(I got A to the motherfucking K)
I got my stacking up
(I got that A to the K)
I got my shells up
(I got that A to the K)

Simon got me on the leva
give a shit, I'm listo
Homies drinking besto, one smoking up the
I've got the pistol in my hand keeping
For any rivals or the
The ones down the hood is dead tonight
Something's happen just like it always does right
We're in a spot we see them but they can't see us
So when they try to bust we bust on busters
Now out, just keeping trucha
Roll my hood, just think that we might shoot ya
You leave without bullet holes ese
So it doesn't to me if you got your quette
'cause you won't know the fuck to shoot back
All you hear is rata-tat-tat
And if you roll it's time for the payback
to cruise your hood holmes, now what you think about that
I'll roll your hood without a care
See some levas here so some levas over there
the fuck are they gonna do to me
'cause I'm too sly, too slick, too
Soy chingon, em all
See some levas standing then you see some levas
As I spray and their day
Say "Fuck you putos" now it's time for the get
But I can't split until at least one
So I got back and give the vato a Necktie
Oh shit, here his homies around the corner, they're coming
Should I be running? no, I should be gunning
Pull out my from behind my belt, shit
Because these just want to be delt with
You with me man, I don't give a fuck
don't mean shit when my shells are stacking up

A crazy little vato when I'm stacking up the
I don' give a fuck you punk ass chavas
Simon, I down my locs
look good when I kill so I sparkle up the spokes
You see nothing but a lop
You think that you can rap? Bitch you can't even
It's like y wobble y wibble y wobble
a chicken, you're a turkey, bawk bawk, gobble gobble
Simon, when you my nutts
You get this kind of 'cause you're nothing but punks
But uh, about you fools
I'm not saying all that but to you I'm way cool
And to you people that wanna know, let you guess
Yeah to you putos, yeah holmes the Brown Crowd's the
And I'm stacking up the
Having an Oh A Night sort of like the Dells
But not in love, I'm on a spree
Killing off you putos who fuck with me
So remember this ese when I don't give a
trucha homey 'cause my shells'll be stacking up

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