Luyện nghe bài hát Stomp Em Out

The midnight murder two cop bodies on my
Walk the street with a motherfuckin face
Little flip the script huh
on any ass nigga or bitch
The little brown skin buddha sucker motherfucker
I in Juvenile Hell (yea yea)
I got the shit that make you wanna catch a body
Fuck em up em down Queensbridge style
Street corner thug my title neighborhood
Noreaga was my (yea)
So what you wanna do
My knuckle game brought me in the project hallways
I got mad props, for killin
Little shorty hood, a nigga no good
My twenty-five a ton so run
I'm cockin on your black ass B and it's like that

Stomp em out kid, em out (4X)

Throw on my hoodie, niggaz lit the Phillie
I put a fuckin cap in the bully
now, coward ass nigga - you ain't tough
Fakin jax, call your motherfuckin bluff
that violate get me vexed
Son got the mac, got the tec
I'm catchin body baggin like deez up
? the ki's, flippin twenty-three G's
Around the way bustin pills by the pound
(??) Yeah kid, you I got dat
Jump in the hooptie, up my loot deep
? on my in case niggaz wanna shoot me
blazin at my ride, but I don't give a fuck
cause I retaliate, the bullshit two-five
It's only right, I represent
Sip on the E&J, fuck around and get mega bent
Me and my crew, wild for
Burn up the stage a motherfuckin heat wave
to maintain, less stress on the brain
Niggaz try to front, but know my motherfuckin name
Straight the Bridge, yeah, you know my style kid
I have you shook like a twenty-five to bid

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[Big
Blowin niggaz out the frame, yes part of the game
If style ain't fit, you need to flip the script
and get on it, you might it's all about that bullshit
But shit get real, a mac and two clips
with a hoodie, hmm, somethin's up
Thought you heard a scream, and I heard a buck
Bow, I down, one knee on the ground
I pull out the and Twin pull out the four pound
Shit is real rocks on the block
If you wanna carry G's you got to carry a
and go all out, get down for your crown, fuck around
tried to front, believe me get beat down
and around get popped with the glock in a sec
while your man got the tec to his neck
You know my style kid, you know I'm kid
try to front that make me flip and catch a damn bid
Representin the 'Bridge, you know how it is
My name is Big Noyd, em out kid

[Mobb Deep chorus while Big Noyd
Big Noyd in the motherfuckin house
Representin from the housin
My man Big Twin, knahmsayin, Vic
?? like
Keep it goin keep it goin it goin
it goin keep it goin keep it goin
Keep it goin it goin keep it goin
Keep it flowin it out
Shout out to my Goodfella
We got my man ?, G
??, Stomp em out, stomp em out, stomp em out