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

I got my stacking up
(I got that A to the K)
I got my stacking up
(I got A to the motherfucking K)
I got my shells 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
got the pistol in my hand keeping trucha
For any rivals or the
The ones rolling the hood is dead tonight
Something's gonna happen just like it always does
We're in a spot where we see them but they see us
So when try to bust we bust on them busters
Now hiding out, 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 know where the fuck to shoot back
All you hear is rata-tat-tat
And if you roll through it's for the payback
Time to cruise your holmes, now what you think about that
roll your fucking 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 and make their day
Say "Fuck you putos" now it's time for the get
But I can't split until at one dies
So I got back and give the a Columbian Necktie
Oh shit, comes his homies around the corner, they're coming
I be running? Fuck no, I should be gunning
Pull out my quette from my belt, shit
Because these just want to be delt with
You fuck with me man, I give a fuck
Size don't mean when my shells are stacking up

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

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