Luyện nghe bài hát Snakes

Now two, practiced the snake style
He was as the snake spirit
He had the of a snake

is like serpents out there
Snake style, no one compete
Serpents will
Lay outside, and then they back into they holes
slither, in the streets of Brooklyn, New York
Slither in the streets, of
In the of Queens, streets of the Bronx
of state in Island
Wherever you see em they
Whoever fearsome check it out

It broke me up when they pat me on my
Said stay strong cuz his is now over
I flash back to the heathens that he roll
They shot him up and nobody knows shit
My peers, ears

Came up to me a eye full of tears
Last night we was shootin and gettin nice
Kid rolled us, played us for our
We in the hallway all day
Me, Steve, and Ray

Probably at first tried to rob me
Back me in the lobby, out the shotty
Then scotty, fragile body
My first impression, he returned a party
He was just stagger, like Bacardi
The dragon, braggin, how he was mad hotties
Pressed on the elevator button, then all of a
He off, about a dozen

Slugs from the cannon, ripped through my cousin
Nobody was when the nigga started bustin
started to flood the floors, by the elevator doors
That's the last that I saw
Damn, we plan to make grands of our
two

Jagged edge, rockin god, hard as
whoever crossed his path get scrapped with a sledge
Hammer, he didn't a damn about the manor
And on the block he was called by the and the grandmas
Indecent, heathen, juvenile

His weekends was frequently, inside the precinct
His most cape for catchin papes
Was snatchin up snakes on a roof butt-naked hang em off drapes
ask what's the combination to the safe, with the brace
And those who didn't reply they fell to their face
Razor blade sharp who the dark

And raid more spots spays and narc's iron heart like Tony Starks
A fierce lion, who never leave the crib without the
And on the he be slingin rocks and duckin from the sirens
Greetin niggaz he loved with a pound, and a hug
Those who wanted life, they catch a slug the snub

A five percent, who all was one to ten
He loved the gods with his but his brain was filled with sin
And when he came through niggaz be out
Hopin he gets or token out,
Or the fuck up in Brooklyn house
In PC, on a liquid diet, but he was than a riot
two, the snake

Do the to a nigga named Frigga
Bad rude boy the land of Jamaica
visions to venture, to the US
To receive the gold that he acheive
In his country, even though he sold mad
For the next man, who was the don of the
Niggaz actin they got the block locked
Like I can't sling drug and eat food

But I be the rudest, bad boy steppin gun
Shots lash out a violent explosion
At the nigga, who tries to my production
Intervene the and slow up the cream
None of that black, east New York, gun
Niggaz I extort from to Boardwalk
Memories of injuries and burns

Walkin through the streets of Medina I stand
Because I know this, means I can hold mine down
Without a doubt, niggaz who front, get out
Justice must be born there's no
a snake can't be reformed so I wait
Comin in the to proclaim your fame for protection
And you don't know no fuckin
Number two, the

Bad, bad, Leroy
Baddest man in the whole damn
Badder the deep blue sea
than you and me
Niggaz comin the trees, like a salamander, bitin
Like a piranha, but I'm you back, like a black panther
The I'm ampin the fuck my name, who I be?
the game, it's all about the money
Owahhaerahh, sometimes I get with the meth
Then I turn to the priest
When it comes o'clock!
I turn the demon beast

Yo fuck shit
two, the snake
Show motherfuckers what time it is
Number two, the
Whose the bad
Whose the bad
Now two
He the snake style
He was known as the spirit

Lyrics, never waitin, twelve days,
When I come with the roughness, mad niggaz try to rush
Slip into my killings, then I slays and you're
When I try to stay sick, it's ya cub six
Calm for the kill, knowing the that's I'll
When I drop, lyric skills, say, buddah chill!

I don't to rhyme no more, niggaz know
To all the Wu clan members
The Ghostface Killer, the Gza, the Rza, the Ol' Bastard
The Method Man, the Raekwon, Inspector Deck, you God