Luyện nghe bài hát Tenkkeys (Remix)

Tell em' tell em' em' tenkkeys in the truck
em' tell em' ten felonies, run em' up
Tell em' I give a fuck about a runner up
That's why we bout to run on up like we just all thunderstruck
We been a
a whole lab, talkin' at their dinner probably
Bout our whole and we run on anybody
Bring our own bag, we were born to gurn and not return but first the world will starve and

1]
When I hit up the clinic, they say I'm finished
I say I'm getting started, they say I must be retarded
said I can't live a minute shit I've been living for hours
I've been a menace a cop villain never diminished the power
Eiffel towers and castles, battles and showers of acid tablets devour you plastic rappers, empower the masked masses, the...
King Kong the gold spitter
Dealin' the kkilla' of to all the dope dealers like...

Tell em' tell em' tell em' in the truck
em' tell em' ten felonies, run em' up
Tell em' I don't give a about a runner up
That's why we bout to run on up like we all been thunderstruck
We been a
Built the whole lab, talkin' at their probably
our whole gang and we run on anybody
Bring our own bag, we were to gurn and not return but first the world will starve and burn

2]
Half of my brothers on the lockdown, and a quarter to open up some shop now
Other quarter that i got'll the squad down, with a leader that'll shoot the whole block down
About a ago Charlie got that access code, on your email in that brand new apple phone
We ain't been out of business we ain't as bent out of
But we still like you mutherfukkers that's the cake

[Waka Flame]
Mans gone what nigga at one
won't last long you rappers dont got no back bone
You get no dap homes you through your last song
Ain't no different I'm still creepin' my TracFone
I know that kinda guy been a 9 to 5
My nigga the flock I'll never get a 9 to 5
We've been [?] you can't to find the time
We'll the sides and this pistol give me killin' vibes
You said you married to the money see that Mary is
And I'm on that new money Hariet Tubman
What ya' scared or ya' buggin, get off and get it
Let me know if you it, I got the dope and the bitches
Mike Tyson when they robbin and get it
Fuck respect, I'm out here [?] and gettin
Looking for the weed and crack, Lord I'm sorry for
I'mma let you niggas finish but I'm beginning
Waka

[Spark Tape]
I'm a in a phantom
rider kill them with the balance
Kilo of the boy named her Holly Valance
Run up on the game, forty to keep them challenged
And a shout out to the God, keeping no traces
I been heated young, killer the seed was sprung
We gon' need to see the coffin when man all this is done
I'm a dogmatic, stillmatic, real
God the ill habits, lord help him

Tell em' em' tell em' tenkkeys in the truck
em' tell em' ten felonies, run em' up
Tell em' I don't give a fuck about a up
why we bout to run on up like we just all been thunderstruck
We a problem
Built the whole lab, at their dinner probably
our whole gang and we run on anybody
Bring our own bag, we were born to gurn and not return but first the world will and burn