Luyện nghe bài hát Soundboy Kill It

Ay yo life's good sweaters and a Rover
Pull up at the club gettin' love 'em over
Jump out the stroller for ballers
We sit burn money all day blow and up
Fly around, that's fly, that's a low ball
Paper settlin' it's for my gold club come up
You ain't even know nothing, week all on the street
Yelling let me something
Now shorty throw your up, niggas with cash
it above, we and Louis stuff
Sit back, blasted, do me
When it comes to you, me and rap shit
I'm quick to up
My style, my fly, my
Yeah I drive plus fly
You a
Mean in Ciroc with the kettle
Throwing cream at shorty's, it, he a rebel

Watch the soundboy, he kill it
To every ghetto far, we here.
Yeah, watch the soundboy, he kill it
I seen so many scars it, yeah
No, we turn back the rain
Now we find another way
'Cause we grind it, burn it, street
Got me up can't you
Can't you see it's to blow?
you see it's 'bout to blow?
Raekwon, it!

Ay yo, wagwan, you what it is!
Assassin, gangsta, let's go!

Reminisce about the bag a zip up a ziplock
Murder soundboy, kill the
He a baller general
Cyphers on me rick-rock
we got the game in our hand
Control the like Cesar Milan
Assassin on the yo call it inside
We murder every that we on
Then soundboy ya dead freezer upon
This ain't no attempt make these are you gone
now tell me Assassin is the man
Yuh no fraida the bees in the want
Me seh a song fi dem, click a dem
When me set the sound is the dem
Amstel the ah the dream a dead

the soundboy, he 'gon kill it
To ghetto that's far, we here
Yeah, watch the soundboy, he kill it
I seen so many scars from it,
No, we turn back the rain
Now we gotta find way
'Cause we grind it, it, street life's
Got me caught up you
you see it's 'bout to blow?
Can't you see it's to blow?
Raekwon, it!

real, man
The Chef, Assassin, Fiona
Word up all my soundboy
The DJs, all the down man, word up man

Hundred of motherfuckin' Guinness
Nigga you how we win this
Song feels so real 'til I finish this
Ah!