Luyện nghe bài hát Snappin' & Trappin'

Our shit mix like llao and lukewarm water
Better make it hotter splash ice and it rock up
I oughta duct your infant daughter
Show y'all soldier ass
I'm city's Sargeant Slaughter
to get more cut than a barber
I betcha I'll drill your heifer like & Decker
This pussy and white water couldn't get it wetter
I'm to leave her swiss cheese for more cheddar
I give a fuck, suede and Coogi sweaters
What's up? Whatever fur to lamb leather
I've seen it all in the trap fitted caps for cold weather
And denim threats delivered when I send 'em
Nigga know I, my shit, overnight express my shit
Deliver my quick, who next on my shit list
Banana niggaz need to
fucking with this thorough Atlanta click
This here is Lordz we make your terrific shit tragic
My pen and pixel make violence more
I raw coke, cook it crack, saran wrap it
One muthafuckin' verse and it's a classic(x2)
Mike nigga!

Don't you be looking at me like ya want to
The game is over k.b. won't you
quit the contemplating cause
I'll box you in your mouth
Don't you be at me crazy like ya want to
The game is over k.b. won't you
quit the contemplating cause
I'll box you in your muthafuckin

My Cadillac got that boom, boom in it, to it drop
Like cereal in your breakfast bowl just off the top
A nigga don't for squares or octagons prepare
I'm not the one you scared, the Pimp done set up shop
Nigga you pop lock, for pop rocks, but I'm only tweeters
And woofers and be blowing purple wit' my feet up
I'mma eat up anybody who tests this, I'm wit'
Super human powers, your chest in, the next of kin
Gone be the one like some Mexicans to buck
you stuck like a truck in red dirt, you's in church
And I'm the speakin' while ya tweakin'
The preachin', reachin', teachin', speakin', being, breathin'
You're not, your clock stop, and now laying in a pretty box
And now pastor is only 'bout the pretty parts of your life
Your brother your damn wife
You look for the pearly white gates, but you your fate
It's too late, you hate, you hate
It's too late, you hate
Punk pussy ass bitch, over, who want some?!

Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya to
The is over k.b. baby won't you
Just quit the contemplating
I'll box you in muthafuckin mouth
Don't you be looking at me like ya want to
The game is over k.b. won't you
quit the contemplating cause
I'll box you in your muthafuckin

Roll my blunts thick, like I my bitch
my blunts and spit, like she do my dick
Attempted murder dick, for ways I choke
Spit it in her eye it hard to focus

Killer Mike gonna calm down, things gonna get a little
Ol' girl might yell rape G, you might as well her a throat baby
Goop goobler, goop gravy, no dicking her down to the
Now you doing the Dirty South, what I'm talkin' about

Big Boi, my mentor, hear you hollering about
But fuck that, I'm for love all in her mouth
her to gobble up jism, like school lunches
Need her to take cat beatings and punches

Like a swarm of locusts, no
You approach us, buzzards and vultures
We two of the dopest mic
Stack big bank, folders
Even wit' rollers, I'm to told ya
loving, lavish, ladies, leaving, landmarks
Of Lemon-lime, lip on your lavender lapels
Leaping lizards, keep me slizzard, my expanding
rappin' and snappin', snappin' and trappin'
That's just happening

Don't you be at me crazy like ya want to
The game is over k.b. won't you
Just quit the contemplating
box you in your muthafuckin mouth
Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya to
The game is over k.b. won't you
Just quit the cause
I'll box you in muthafuckin mouth

A whey you come dis
When you you nuh fit
You better you bombo
Before me trip
Nuff a them a talk
a them a trip
Nuff a them come in a bitch
Whey wear
A J-Sweet me name an' me Chris
A me spar wid
So boy nuh try dis
If you dis boy shot go miss
Gun a go teck you just like fits
Boy hear me an' thought a remix
Brand new platinum hits
We nah gon' run and switch like no
OutKast, J-Sweet, Killer