Luyện nghe bài hát Stand For Something

Yeah, it
Fuckas ready for this
Thug Life, that
Where you at? Fuck

It ain't nuthin but a thug
Let my hang to the floor, oh no
Please No', let 'em go
I mo'
Go to the game in
Lettin 'em know, exactly the way the go
But it ain't No', shame in my bitch, they know
I'm broke, ran up in the session of an echo
Now I'm with the metal, had a score to settle
Now it's me against the world, Young Outlaw
Mouthin off, what I tell you don't do shit
a fuck about ya fifth, I chew through that shit
Do shit, Outlaws comin equipped
ya rhyme now nigga, with a gun on ya lip
Watch
now nigga, spit ya rhyme now with a gun on ya lip
Watch this, eat a dick,

I'm a heartless, dark nigga out the darkness
Thugged out better hand, ready to spark
Off the meter, going to my millimeter
Napoleon, Outlaw, should be strong, willin to fly see
Nothin me to ya hood, gum bleed ain't nuthin to me
Pussy eater, or am I a thug
Punk beater, I show you that these will they deal ya
Hard be out crowd will make em the
burn the shit apart, Napoleon, Mr. Bonaparte
The part of war you can art
And Jersey is a bitch reign, a cat to use a bark
You faggot ass low heart ass

Stand for something, don't for nothin
Takin everythin a nigga it all or nuthin
So yo button your lip just for frontin get
Hit with every last up in the clip
Stand for something, don't fall for
Takin a nigga want it all or nuthin
Jumpin for the hell of it, bluffin will never get a rich
So yo with some better shit

Life, bright and guns
Gritty nights in the slum, pretty for bum
pain become sunshine, but when it rain I'm on the frontline
Slangin dimes, bangin one time
I've done mine, one after the other one
Massacre, wit ya, scatter and smother 'em
You run for cover, my caliber is the size of crumb
Another nigga thinkin they come?
That's foul, got you thinkin you too wild to be hung
Seekin, to be and when the heat soakin
Moapin, open ya throat keep chokin

Ay yo One Eye
Ya got out here on the west
Teamin it with no vest but two techs
Can't trust 'em fuck 'em, might as buck 'em
Leave 'em there leakin, the coroner 'a touch 'em
Y'all niggas better watch what you say in raps
yet, who you aimin it at
'Cause I'm a wanna know, ya knuckle games at
Cream Team a number one, down my spot
Ya corn balls got me just like pop
Bout to run all ya coward niggas hip hop
When it come to Chip Banks, niggas don't
to call me Banky Baby or Nino
It's the Cream Team
Thug out a pretty sluggin ya, too for ya
While ya hidin for me, I'm fuckin ya baby

Stand for something, fall for nothin
everythin a nigga want it all or nuthin
So yo button your lip just for frontin get
Hit with every last bullet up in the
Stand for something, fall for nothin
Takin everythin a want it all or nuthin
Jumpin for the hell of it, bluffin will get a nigga rich
So yo come with some shit

Stand for something, don't fall for
Takin everythin a nigga it all or nuthin
So yo button your lip for frontin y'all get
Hit with every last up in the clip
Stand for something, don't for nothin
everythin a nigga want it all or nuthin
Jumpin for the hell of it, bluffin will never get a rich
So yo come some better shit

Ya niggas better keep ya shit tight
Come with some better shit, up
Chip Banks, birth
world up
Strife doin nigga, Cream
Where my Harlem at?
East side,
Coast, word up word up
Out there, for all ya
up
Fuckin nigga
Told ya niggas comin