Luyện nghe bài hát Spittin' Game

Fresh. Slim, Baby. Hot Boys. Hot in this bitch. Check it out.

Niggas getting chopped
Losin life behind stupid shit
Ain't a bitch
Niggas, gettin' they wig
And it's a
Killin' has became a
I cannot see my brains
On the
I my 9 on my waistline
Chop 'em
Picks up the shells to leave no evidence
and, t-shirt land
when ain't playin'
Got a chrome glock got it
Red dot on yo'
As I pop

Till you
dead
On the
a tragedy when I spin' yo fuckin' block
A nigga, BlackConnect
Will ya wet
Fa' sho yo' face is on the
If ya
I fakin' it, yo' life I'm takin' it
Hollow points racin' it
Niggas ain't it
I bust
Tell it to any chopper bullets you can't trust
If you bust, when I
for shelter
10% is gonna ya, 90 is gonna fail ya
A lot of niggas try to play hard
Put yo' face on a fresh tee sendin' ass to the morgue
Better be if you don't, that's all on you.

Bullet
16 worth a mill my whole clique dope
Transportin' ki's in the all Camero
50 G's on the seat, layin' to my heat
I'm a Hot Boy to the
And I'm a on the street
I score from Slim and B
10 a ki, real OG's, 36 oz's the halves
for 2 G's
UPT connect, stackin', leave ya wet
who disrespect, my chopper put in check
Big body on broaders, that's all I
Mansion on Washetona 6 figures on the
Double R and DR watched by security guards
10 G's a ki, 36 o's a
4 and a half, 2 G's, but I'll 18
Got niggas on my team bout head bussin' and green
hundreds to G's, hoopties, to benzies
I get my ki's, my uncle KC
a Magnolia soldier
Be in 10 in
Shoot out in 'Nolia
Knock ya off ya shoulders

I ain't about no
When I'm get out the way
Gun play, a nigga ass on the runway
Head straight to the hot block
Flight in a
If I'm out bad I might cut you in half
UTP tatooed it, across my stay booted
Look I'm a looter, holdin' the
Or a 6
On and Thursdays
You better for the sweep
Look people gon' act a ass if you get caught in the street
I'm layin off in some room by my bitch duckin' people
Staked out the area, and rob the store
Do it it's legal, I heard heads in power
Bitches want the dope dick children and cop
Niggas in the cut ski masks lookin' for me
I'm on top of the roof a chopper watchin' em too
with me your mans urge get in his curtains
Now ya people
To the TC and we gon' 'em
I'm seein'
like that heavy on 'bauds and tens
I'm in the Chevy B.G. and our girlfriends
Park the corner leave ya gun and creep slow
Look bitch this ain't the night show, lay it hoe
Ya I'm playin, ask Baby and Slim how I can
Hook me up I don't have time for no
Look here I in this bitch
I'm a new fit
I'm bound to a hoe and make her monkey on this dick
Look at what ya partner
A nation
Of that's mind damaged
Out here paper
that iron I'ma roll wit em
Mama don't pray for me I don't back down from no
They got a for me

Lil
See I want millions, and big thousands
Tryin' to rain and third ward public housin'
streets is where all my ends meet
Give me 9 9 G tryin' to see my
I do it all to ball the phone if I call
See I'm livin' real large eventhough I'm small
But don't let that ya
rules everything around me
Creepin up silent behind ya that's where ya me
I ain't for a lil
I the whole damn spot
I cock my glock and have ya plot so I out to the top
Nigga be with money
Things you doin' I done it
9 9 point 5 mil big deals it comin
Slugs hummin' chopper gunning the vapor from the laser
Infrared big bread money maker
Pop a barrell shaker for big paper
Big ballin' life taker for big
Ben Franklin, bank televancin' big
Bust 'em ???? em, stankin' ship sankin'
Ain't no such thing like see nigga come up
But if I don't know other nigga, then his come up is my stuff
Call it a bluff if you want, but come and for ya own
See how quick homes leave home and fell a dome
to the top, slip up and get buck
Get out my way, fo' I
I'm to live up

B.G.:
Young thugger, baby
or get popped
Off top
Aim my pistol straight for head
I release the safety, if ya me
waste me
Don't hunt bitch in ya way
Or ya me
Reverse the and wax that ass
Stop you from
I clear yo block on ass
Nigga wonder why I
Uptowns the
the best
We got weapons go through ya vest
Get wet
it's beef fo sho
Got up, from the Mac Melph Calio
You got coke, and don't go broke
VL it
'cause around me I'm doin bad ya can't sell it
B.G.
4 ya dig
Bitch get split
If you got on ya wig
take the hit
Real and quick
226 my clique Cash the shit
Project
6 zeroes
Makin' records is the front we got 10
reload
If ya you fall
If I jack you I want half I want all
tall for mine
Nuts I'm real
My outstandin'
Kill or be
Niggas out to give me the
Let 'em kill me, I
I'm for killing
But the one of I was
I leave ya
I put my
by a monkey
So what ya self 'cause I'm to act a donkey
In the N.O. town, 3, 4 deep
Put ya if ya playin' wit a QB