Luyện nghe bài hát Sunstroke

Five star general spit, hush niggas
I star, why even discuss niggas?
By far, I'm the shit, flush them
Fuck niggas, I'ma crush them niggas

Chrome heater, sweeper
Gun get deeper, cough up a lung and a liter
shot Nine now, one of my new pets
And these twins squeeze it sounds like duets

Nigga burn, yeah, my Fam learn to
We got shit with no key holes to turn
Platinum Navigator, easy when you earn a
It's like a big beeper when you turn it up

Shit
Hoes titties bouncin', rubbin' all on my shit, try waitin'
Straight to the telly huh, got angles to hit
Billboards and shit

And who's The Don Juan for you Don Con's
In the double Nine Yukon, tote two
Brooknam 'til death do
And I bet you I spit shots they connect to dead you

Lil' postin' for wreck
get trapped up and extorted for your toast and your vest
I'm no joke, so laugh and be laughin' to
And if you think it's so simple, you'll be and then left

It's the game nigga, chain two below
I'm a Mommy, the fame I ain't fo'
The foes I don't hate, hoes I don't
Henny I drink straight, my money is big

For you small change who playin' to ball
I got six digits now, what you it for?
I'm the youngest out of Marcy and the shit stop
Steppin' up to the top to have shit locked.

You want We got hits
Nothin' but the hot hits, once it
Everybody's
(Sunstroke)

Hennessey shots and fly
(Gun smoke)
The enemies on my riches

You hits? We got hits
but the hot hits, once it drop
Everybody's
(Sunstroke)

Hennessey and fly bitches
(Gun smoke)
The plot on my riches

My automatic be off balance
Gun the silence
state, mad mileage
Your crew wild but we the

Switch my trigger finger often to prevent a
For me many Men hold malice, I react violence
Since we tryin' to double the dough, we the sins
Even the gnats is now lookin' like fraternal twins

The rap be serial
The FEDS tried to link Da to the crime
Through the use of genetic
I'm takin' all bets, who it?

Wise, hard to touch, weavin' shit like Prince Hamed
The is Ten karat and your lyrics is poor
Big horse, plus you walk your salads been tossed
Smoke the explosion, rock second hand thats stolen

Straight haul off and smack a just for posin'
Hennessey, rhyme like theres Ten of me
So you me?
verse, I'm on should be considered a felony

Why the fuck niggas be hatin'? I even know
Niggas need to go ahead with them flows
Da 'cause precipitation, and we rain in this bitch like
Hurricane

Fuck the fame, son, I'm in it for the and another whip
Ghetto out on some other shit
Style switch, leave the whole city dark the Mothership
Ya'll the half, I hold the Nine with the rubber grip

Seen less, ya'll by the government
If I rappin' I'd be on the corners bubblin'
Doublin' my on a triple beam
Instead I keep the team and feel like ain't shit gon' divide us

Not even riches, not even
Look now, niggas of the World paintin' pictures
Of the realness
Who can roll and fat one and feel this
We put it

You want hits? We got
Nothin' but the hot hits, it drop
topless
(Sunstroke)

Hennessey and fly bitches
(Gun smoke)
The enemies on my riches