Luyện nghe bài hát Silver Rings

Aiyo, Indian head, jury, out in Egypt the wrists of fury
Spanking bracelet, rocking Asics, trick bandit, Ghost is granite
At the U.S. Open with my whole len, slapping up scramblers
Niggas the II was classic

A lot of crack is in the game, yo but shit is the only 'lastic
C.R.E.A.M. rap, militant flow, combination Swahilian dough
Guaranteed we dose that, in the beast like

All I know is reefer and stuff
fly, moving in fleece, what?
Traveling the with confidence
Cuban Linx III coming, don't when but the time is running

Duh, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh
Duh, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh
You ass niggas

By any means on, Ron lean on
Freestyle, you want it from Then throw C.R.E.A.M. on
Suited up, smelling like with jeans on
the rice out a wedding, come and get your bling on

Next winter we in Allah cabins, small baggage, savage
Central killas, that equals more stabbings
You the papers, more horrors like Amityville
Profanity kills, you lint on a raggety silk

We rock bulls, rock jewels, you the interludes
Blow up beds in a fifty yard pool
Jumping out of planes for dough, parachutes
Abdul Raheem written is the attribute

loafers, 'Lo scarves, my little grandson want
The Mercedes-Benz go kart
So he can out the lollipop keys on 'em
His pops'll the Bugatti drop V on 'em

Stampede on 'em, Rap got a three-nothing lead on 'em
Sparking like we quoting our degrees on 'em