Luyện nghe bài hát Spittin' Game

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

Niggas steady getting
Losin they life behind stupid
Ain't a bitch
Niggas, gettin' wig split
And a shame
Killin' has a fame
I see my brains layin
On the
I my 9 on my waistline
'em down
Picks up the shells to leave no around
and, it's t-shirt
when ain't playin'
Got a chrome glock got it
Red dot on yo'
As I pop

Till you
dead
On the
It's a when I spin' yo fuckin' block
A nigga, from
leave ya wet
Fa' sho yo' face is on the
If ya
I ain't fakin' it, yo' I'm takin' it
Hollow bullets racin' it
ain't makin' it
When I
Tell it to any chopper bullets you can't trust
If you bust, when I
Head for
10% is gonna help ya, 90 is gonna ya
A lot of punk niggas try to play
Put yo' face on a fresh tee sendin' that ass to the
be cool if you don't, that's all on you.

Bullet
16 worth a mill my whole clique push
ki's in the all black Camero
50 G's on the seat, next to my heat
I'm a Hot Boy to the
And I'm a on the street
Yeah I score Slim and B
10 a ki, real OG's, 36 formed the halves
for 2 G's
UPT connect, stackin', leave ya wet
Niggas who disrespect, my put in check
Big body on broaders, all I know
Mansion on Washetona 6 on the floor
Double R and DR watched by Uptown security
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
Flippin' hundreds to G's, hoopties, to
I get my ki's, from my KC
He's a soldier
Be in 10 in
Shoot out in that
ya head off ya shoulders

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

Lil
See I millions, hundreds and big thousands
Tryin' to rain clout and third ward public
Uptown is where all my ends meet
Give me 9 9 G tryin' to see my
I do it all to ball drop the phone if I
See I'm livin' large eventhough I'm real small
But don't let fool ya
Money rules everything me
Creepin up silent behind ya where ya find me
I hear for a lil
I the whole damn spot
I my glock and have ya plot so I turn out to the top
Nigga be runnin' with
Things you doin' I done it
9 9 point 5 mil big deals it comin
Slugs chopper gunning catch the vapor from the laser
Infrared big bread money maker
Pop a slug shaker for big paper
Big ballin' taker for big caker
Ben Franklin, bank televancin' big
Bust 'em em, left stankin' ship sankin'
Ain't no such thing like see another nigga up
But if I don't know that other nigga, his come up is my stuff
Call it a if you want, but come and test for ya own
See how quick model homes leave and fell a dome
Roam to the top, up and get buck
Get out my way, fo' I
I'm to live up

B.G.:
thugger, baby gangsta
Thug or get
Off top
Aim my straight for head shots
I the safety, if ya chase me
waste me
Don't bitch down in ya way
Or ya me
the game and wax that ass
Stop you from
I clear yo block on ass
wonder why I stress
Uptowns the
the best
We got weapons that'll go ya vest
Get wet
Disrespect beef fo sho
Got back up, the Mac Melph Calio
You got coke, and don't go broke
VL it
'cause around me bitch I'm doin bad ya can't it
B.G.
4 ya dig
Bitch get split
If you got on ya wig
I'll the hit
fast and quick
226 my clique Money the shit
Project
Bout 6
Makin' is the front we got 10 kilos
reload
If ya ball you
If I jack you I don't want half I all
Stand for mine
Nuts hang I'm
My skills
or be killed
Niggas out to give me the
Let 'em me, I refuse
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 down to act a
In the N.O. town, jackers 3, 4
Put ya sleep if ya wit a QB