Luyện nghe bài hát Terror Era

- guy talking]
Aiyyo Joe man good man
Aiyyo I hear poppin shit
They off to the Jakes man
They like you ain't hood nigga
really gangsta nigga
What up what's man
Aiyyo fuck these man
Let niggaz do 88

Joe]
(yeah uh uh yo yo)
Migga tryin to change the Ragine, I won't have
Step in the in Manhat at
And it feel like sat down, Jose the flow is
Niggaz got the nerve tryin to clone the name
It's the kid wit a thousand aliases, the hood
Shit nowadays got niggaz me cooked coke
I to the to the top and I lay it down quite flat
You can battle me up and get your money back
niggaz clap niggaz wit the fo' kid
The newspaper
Known for crackin niggaz
And I go to court, I talk wit the hawk
Have a forensics specialist your corks
time we fought man
I'm tired of this rumor shit, ya life's a lie
Let you slide but you ruin it, we the guys it
You only
Shoot the place to merk off in my loyalty
what

[guy
Yeah yeah thats whats up my
I see niggaz ain't fuckin wit you though
But what's up wit niggaz though man
these is ridin around in fuckin benzes and shit
& all that sittin on yachts
Yea man show these niggaz what your 1's man
up

[Fat
I gets 5 a show, do 5 a week
Let do the math, that's aight for me
Shit claim to be the richest but the truth is
nigga you've ever seen in show biz
And you know this, notice the dime is
the masterpiece watch the Don be coppin
I'm Gunny from Dead Pres'
Put the gun in your mouth and you how lucky you are to break bread
I'm tired of sonnin niggaz that believe us
I'm at ya life alone wit my sneakers
I went humble beginners to ownin the Jimmy's
Fuckin wit women that only want me for
for homey sittin, scuse me but don't be shittin
I'm only bonin the bitch is if could be gettin
what!!

[guy
Yeah that's what's up
But up wit that bitch when she gonna drop yo
up wit Remy man
Where that at man
man
Everytime I look around man I see no Remy man
Niggaz in the hood want you to call bitch out man
up man

[Remy
Yo I give a fuck
I don't play that
and I to bust a cap on a nigga
I run up wit a gat on a
back on a nigga
Like Rem's bitch and Crack's that nigga
For every word I spit I get ass cat
So fuck ass clappin, I'll yo ass nigga
And is so funny cause I gets gully
Rocks and fitteds nigga, hoodies and skullies
Am I fist is a on my wrist is a Jacob
And I gotta a "mac" and I don't mean up
Sellin pies on da like, I sell aranathum
Do you want it raw? Or do want me to em?
Get the bag it cut it it fuck it it's mothin
Got the product the and the will to do the hustle
Shit it's than vomit, I swear to God it's disgustin
Hot an' fresh out the kitchen so these bitches can't it
You gotta love it I'm buggin word to my Tequila
Slap the shit outta any bitch interferin wit my
See a nigga he can get it too, fuck what your a do
if I stuttered I will still "shi shi shit on you"
My L.V.