Luyện nghe bài hát Stand For Something

Yeah, it
aint ready for this
Thug Life, like
Where you at? Fuck

It nuthin but a thug thing
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 No', shame in my game bitch, they know
I'm broke, ran up in the session of an echo
Now I'm trouble with the metal, had a to settle
Now it's me against the world, Young rebel
off, what I tell you don't do that shit
Give a about ya fifth, I chew through that shit
Do that shit, Outlaws equipped
ya rhyme now nigga, with a gun on ya lip
Watch
Rhyme now nigga, spit ya 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, going to my millimeter
This Napoleon, Outlaw, 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 slugs will they ya
Hard be out crowd make em the squad
Probably burn the shit apart, Napoleon, Mr.
The of war you can call art
And Jersey is a reign, a cat to use a fuckin bark
You faggot ass low ass nigga

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

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

Ay yo One Eye
Ya got Banky out on the west
Teamin it with no vest but two techs
Can't trust 'em fuck 'em, as well buck 'em
Leave 'em layin leakin, the coroner 'a touch 'em
Y'all niggas watch what you say in your raps
Better yet, who you it at
'Cause I'm a wanna know, where ya knuckle at
Team a number one, holdin down my spot
Ya corn balls got me just like pop
to run all ya coward niggas outta hip hop
When it come to Chip Banks, don't know
Whether to call me Banky Baby or
It's the Team Senator/Governor
Thug out a pretty ya, too much for ya
While ya hidin for me, I'm ya baby mother

Stand for something, don't fall for
Takin everythin a want it all or nuthin
So yo button your lip just for y'all get
Hit with every bullet up in the clip
Stand for something, don't 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 some better shit

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

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