Luyện nghe bài hát Stand For Something

Yeah, it
Fuckas ready for this
Thug Life, like
you at? Fuck y'all

It nuthin but a thug thing
Let my hang to the floor, oh no
Young 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 game bitch, know
I'm flat broke, ran up in the of an echo
Now I'm trouble with the metal, had a to settle
Now it's me against the world, Young Outlaw
off, what I tell you don't do that shit
Give a about ya fifth, I chew through that shit
Do shit, Outlaws comin equipped
ya rhyme now nigga, with a gun on ya lip
Watch
Rhyme now nigga, ya rhyme now with a gun on ya lip
this, eat a dick, bitch

I'm a heartless, nigga from out the darkness
Thugged out better hand, to spark this
Off the meter, to my nine millimeter
This Napoleon, Outlaw, should be strong, to fly see
Nothin me to fuck ya hood, gum bleed nuthin to me
Pussy eater, or am I a thug
Punk beater, I show you that these slugs they deal ya
Hard be out crowd will make em the
Probably the shit apart, Napoleon, Mr. Bonaparte
The of war you can call art
And Jersey is a bitch reign, a cat to use a bark
You faggot ass low heart ass

for something, don't fall for nothin
Takin everythin a nigga want it all or
So yo button lip just for frontin y'all 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 never get a nigga rich
So yo come some better shit

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

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

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

Stand for something, don't for nothin
everythin a nigga want it all or nuthin
So yo your lip just for frontin y'all get
Hit every last bullet up in the clip
for something, don't fall for nothin
Takin a nigga want it all or nuthin
Jumpin for the hell of it, bluffin will get a nigga rich
So yo with some better shit

Ya niggas better keep ya fuckin shit
Come some better shit, word up
Banks, done birth
Fuckin up
Strife nigga, Cream Team
Where my Harlem at?
East side,
Coast, word up word up
Out there, for all ya
up
Fuckin word
ya niggas it's comin