Luyện nghe bài hát Slink Capone: Nation Riders

Chucks to gators, to greater
quit the bullshit to make the

who a gangster can't be a banker
ya gotta make ya money in amounts

shut ya mouth, you ain't no dolla signs
you ain't talkin bout mine

when the mic turned on, Slink for the job
you know I'm fully qualified

a niggas wanna know what it takes to make
the pretty bitches sell bodies from state to state

you all caught up in the like Wayne Loc say
try the again, ''cause it ain't yo day

you wanna in head first, but you don't know the game
now they got you for ya scratch and ya chain

if ya leakin out a hole in the brain
muthafucka, you better throw them thangs

Nationwide is the clique, and we supply the
a hatin ass punk and make him ride in the trunk

ain't no us, we the livest
and we let the muthafuckin iron rust

anybody get served, line up
and if you ridin with us, get us

Slink Capone, Murda One, Playa Playa on ass
get the cash, see in platinum we trust, nigga

I put a punk bitch in a chokehold for
intervenin on my Crippin and we for dippin

don't try to clown and get caught up in the position
ya hard head, what you think you too to listen

only GOD really knows how we livin
unforgiven, but our acts be driven

growin up in the city, made some wrong
but $hort me in, now I'm on precision