Luyện nghe bài hát Snakes

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

Niggaz is like serpents out
Snake style, no one could
Serpents will
Lay outside, and then roll back into they holes
They slither, in the streets of Brooklyn, New
Slither in the streets, of
In the streets of Queens, streets of the
Streets of in Island
Wherever you see em they
Whoever fearsome shit it out

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

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

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

Slugs from the cannon, that ripped through my
Nobody was when the nigga started bustin
Blood started to flood the floors, by the doors
the last thing that I saw
Damn, we plan to make of our home
two

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

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

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

A percent, who all knew was one to ten
He loved the gods his heart but his brain was filled with sin
And when he came niggaz be lookin out
Hopin he gets or token out,
Or locked the fuck up in Brooklyn
In PC, on a diet, but he was louder than a riot
Number two, the

Do the knowledge to a nigga Frigga
Bad boy from the land of Jamaica
With to venture, to the US
To the gold that he couldn't acheive
In his country, even though he mad weed
For the man, who was the don of the clan
Niggaz actin like got the block locked
Like I can't sling raps and eat food

But I be the rudest, bad boy gun totin
lash out like a violent explosion
At the nigga, who tries to my production
Intervene the scene and slow up the
None of black, east New York, gun talk
Niggaz I extort from Baltic to
Memories of injuries and burns

Walkin through the streets of Medina I firm
Because I know this, which means I can hold mine
Without a doubt, who front, get snuffed out
Justice must be there's no escape
Because a snake be reformed so I wait
Comin in the name to proclaim your for protection
And you don't know no lessons?
Number two, the

Bad, bad, Leroy
Baddest man in the whole town
Badder than the deep sea
than you and me
Niggaz threw the trees, like a salamander, bitin
Like a piranha, but I'm bitin you back, like a black
The style I'm the fuck my name, who I be?
Fuck the game, it's all the money
Owahhaerahh, sometimes I get high the meth
Then I turn to the killah
it comes twelve o'clock!
I turn into the beast

Yo that shit
Number two, the
Show these motherfuckers time it is
Number two, the
Whose the bad
the bad ass?
Now two
He practiced the style
He was known as the spirit

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

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