Luyện nghe bài hát Superville

Fatality,
(Whoo Kid)

[Verse 1: Lloyd
I bet all classics make the city flip
Drop quick
on all my Rocky willie shit
Knock you silly
Hammer off my affiliate
My fascination
To snatch your crew
Bash faces too
kept
Candy at a set
Slept on me, I you now
Leather seats, gas and horses
torches, how
Some nigga causin' foul
that cross the street
Pay me cash and the is cheap
Nigga talk is
[Verse 2: Yayo]
There's two ways to life, most end up or in jail
The lil homies got a cravin' ass
Water ballin', slow voobin' on them cold
And if a nigga ain't he ain't rollin' right
Gotta check my rear view for blue and whites
TD Jake preachin' bout that street life
He get me in the mornin', got my mind right

3: Lloyd Banks]
I got a bulletproof plan, you
I've been through hell already I'm to be the man
Drop
Lil on the raise
I body 'em every day and we don't sympathize
Speedin' is my drive, one and still
Feel they owe me, will
(?)
If you then just know we got the realest shit
stacks to hurt your feelin's with
Nothin' changed, ain't it

[Verse 4: Kidd]
Niggas talk behind back when you're not lookin'
Run up on 'em ask 'em what's and get shookin'
Ain't nobody gave me the game I took it
Then I started my own like Tuki
Last thing you seen was the Gang hoodie
Then talk like Woody
I'm hood like an uncle ass
Never got my took
It's crack cookin'
(?) I'm (?)

5: Young Buck]
Apply pressure with this needle to they vessel
Supplyin' what put inside they straight shooter
Raid outta Texas tryna die, troopers
Your life's on the line when you're sellin' they Lucas
But my bills on time and my pictures they shooters
Pop a with you and put two in your Medulas
pussy niggas programmed like computers
My son got a toolie and a flooded Frank