Luyện nghe bài hát Terror Era

[Intro - guy
Aiyyo Joe man good man
I hear niggaz poppin shit
They off to the Jakes man
They talkin like you ain't nigga
really gangsta nigga
What up poppin man
Aiyyo fuck niggaz man
Let these do 88

Joe]
(yeah uh uh yo yo)
Migga to change the Ragine, I won't have that
Step in the club in 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 knows
Shit nowadays got callin 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 right
Crack niggaz clap wit the fo' kid
The newspaper
Known for niggaz jaws
And I don't go to court, I wit the hawk
Have a forensics specialist outline your
About time we man
I'm tired of this shit, ya whole life's a lie
Let you slide but you it, we the guys doin it
You pretend
Shoot the place to merk off in my loyalty
Nigga

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

[Fat
I gets 5 a show, do 5 a week
Let y'all do the math, that's for me
never claim to be the richest but the truth is
Livest nigga you've seen in show biz
And you know this, the dime is poppin
Hold the masterpiece watch the Don be
I'm like Gunny Dead Pres'
Put the gun in your and tell you how lucky you are to break bread
I'm of sonnin niggaz that don't believe us
I'm at ya life alone wit my sneakers
I went from humble beginners to ownin the
Fuckin wit women only want me for winnin
Only for homey sittin, scuse me but be shittin
I'm only bonin the bitch is if could be gettin
what!!

[guy
Yeah that's up Crack
But what's up wit that bitch she gonna drop yo
What's up wit man
Where that at man
man
Everytime I look around man I don't see no man
Niggaz in the hood you to call this bitch out man
up man

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