Luyện nghe bài hát Silent B.G.

Fuck it nigga, I got two rap or slang
Yeah, I choose rap thing nigga
But I knock no nigga for they hustle
Play it, how it go

Nigga, I cause and trouble, funerals
Trying to come up on six
Riding high in fly with a game no rules
Got a K cooked blues these fools

Slinging coke by the ton, weed by the
Her-on by the bundle, it on Greyhounds
Traveling through with dumbness on my mind
wine 'cause play it nigga, I ain't even tryin'

You dying beefin' with these
I cruise with yo head get knocked quick
all on you bitch, choose bitch
My life or your life, you know God know who bitch

Six shot, me a six shot
And I'm get turned black and work like a seventeen shot
B.G. a raising star, me the guard
I'm 'bout that war, and these Hot going take this shit far

Leave yo hot like tar, four deep in a black car
Mask and five year's on each [unverified]
I'm hiding out like I'm the law
I bring to yo street you paranoid

Can't eat or
Can't fuck you sneaking, can't have you
Got to watch yo on the grind
you know the B.G. coming

I'm B.G. and you know me from thugging
I'm violent B.G. make my rap hustling
I'm silent B.G. and you me from thugging
I'm B.G. make my money rap hustling

Me and baby, virgin thigh he when we creeping
Swerving yo Benz night, no rest and no sleeping
We hustle serious with this rap like we playing in the
Bitch nigga's lagging catch the side line and

We 'bout paper lil' daddy, we 'bout that drama lil' mama
Ask my nigga's till after the life living like Big Tymers
Chillin' like drinkin' like a gas tank
Before to check nigga, thank you should of thank

We these bitches, but ain't flossin' our riches
Buy some with pictures for my niggas
And bitches wishing they was here
But they not forgotten

But in memory, I'm strapped up ridin', you know me
'Bout getting my figga's bigger
And to few, I'm ignorant, I pull the nigga
I'm a 9-1-1 nigga, oh, oh, a thugged out wig splitter nigga

Trying to sparkle in this world glitter, nigga
Rolexes up all over me, nigga
I'm a thug to I'm rested, play it real I'm dead
True to my blood no comin' us no matter what, nigga

I'm silent B.G. and you me from thugging
I'm violent B.G. make my money rap
I'm silent B.G. and you know me thugging
I'm B.G. make my money rap hustling

Coke dealer, dope dealer, juvenile ain't no joke,
Fuck being all the way out got you on scope, nigga
But I cooled off now I'm chillin'
'Cause I got this feelin' rappin' I'm going to make a

So I do my thang and keep it street
You ain't going to me 'cause I will sweep you off your seat
I goin' to stop that late better yet
I'm goin' out to get 'em, it's goin' to come

I ain't facing in my heart, I ain't can't no nigg
I with a pen and pad, fade me
Juvi, B.G. 13th that where the I be
From the week, loose my real

Deep chill on the block a Glock
cocked quit sellin' coke
Fuck cough, buy the cops but fuck that
Strapped the chopper or get chopped trust

That I'm drop or get dropped, I back
'Cause I'm stop or get so you love that
I'm flip or get flopped that a black
All 17 come up out the

Oh, that's a black, all 50 come out the chop
Bitch nigga, you I'm 'bout cheese
You know I do and that's how I proceed