Luyện nghe bài hát Surgical Gloves

[Intro:
Eight million stories,
Take niggas somewhere, man
Ya'll niggas never heard niggas rhyme like before, man
ain't no Wizard of Oz shit neither, man
For real, man,

Surgical gloves, in the grass with his blood
Homey hold that, the four black, we down
Gold Jag', Ol' laughing yo, yo, what the happened?
They clapped him and the scalp it flew way
Yo why they him? It went through his lap
Snatched his older pink hat, took his mango, get at
He it, slayed blocks, aiming it
Hit a child, this is foul, but he styled his flamer flaming shit
Teddy with the red Range, supercharged
Rae & Ghost CD in his change, yo,
kid lingo, all I know is where he hang though, kept it sideways, angle
Good brush, tough talk, keep it real, daddy, got thangos
I respect on how the goes, the same goes
Forget fresh niggas, test niggas, extra bless niggas, with them
We blow you out your
Haha, adios mios, we get them a ki, yo
it moving, slide off in the G.O.'s
Freeloaders, the D's over, your won't sell no more
over...

[Chorus:
Money, gear, drugs, guns,
All my sit, smelling the tears
Cookin snow white, it's just the poor life, living off fear
We all millionaires, now where my
(Money) You know the code, drug money, money, baby
(Money) You we fold the stash holders, cash blowers, yeah
(Money) So the D's come, we float and grab the boats, yea
(Money) Spend off, I got my win off, have a year

X6's red, up in Albany with the
of black, fuck the feds
Papers in Aruba's, gold from Bermuda
In my living room spreads, cameras action, got the calico
Where the food at? Hood jewelry on, I gots to do
Long chain hatchet flooded up, you that
Baby blue mack, on the nozzle stick
Bulletproof with the Jew bitches, all I got is two cracks
Gazelle lenses, clear rude wraps, every ziplock
And my peoples sit around, cops split
High potent white kit kats, we up in the hood
Going door to door, every floor, every get
My gangsta shit, get gats, for every man, go a gram
Meet me by my drop head and drop lip back
Forty-seven quick claps, off on something

[Outro:
Spray on one of man, the streets is mine, nigga
You what we do, for real
Straight up, how we playing right now, man
Cause the streets, man, streets is ya'll niggas see, man
But some of ya'll is blind, for