Luyện nghe bài hát Surgical Gloves

[Intro:
Eight stories, nigga
Take ya'll somewhere, man
Ya'll niggas never heard rhyme like this before, man
This no Wizard of Oz shit neither, man
For real, man,

Surgical gloves, snubs in the with his blood
Homey that, the four black, we black down
Gold Jag', Ol' laughing yo, yo, what the fuck
They clapped him and the scalp it flew way
Yo why they capped him? It went his lap
Snatched his older pink hat, took his mango, get at
He painted it, blocks, aiming it
Hit a child, this is foul, but he styled with his flamer flaming
Teddy with the red Range, Kangols
Rae & CD in his change, yo, Angel
Spanish kid lingo, all I know is where he hang though, kept it sideways,
brush, tough talk, keep it real, daddy, got them thangos
I respect on how the goes, the same goes
Forget fresh niggas, niggas, extra bless niggas, with them egos
We you out your peacoats
Haha, mios, we get them twelve a ki, yo
Keep it moving, off in the G.O.'s
Freeloaders, the D's over, your shit sell no more
over...

[Chorus:
Money, gear, drugs, guns,
All my niggas sit, the tears
Cookin snow white, just the poor life, never living off fear
We all millionaires, now where my
(Money) You the code, drug money, gear money, baby
(Money) You know we fold the stash holders, cash blowers,
(Money) So when the D's come, we and grab the boats, yea
(Money) Spend off, I got my win off, a potent year

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

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