Luyện nghe bài hát Tha Beehive

Fuckin' with the Teflon bitch the Stuy

Ms. White, that bitch a thousand looks
Come through a thousand crooks
I just know what it takes to get this money like
Catch a body, get a face lift, like Pablo

Y'all niggas think I won't in the heap
Well, let's dance, you are finished
I all y'all cowards like a game of tennis
Act like you want some of and I'll give you the business

You see the and black, you know what it's about
Wrinkled niggas gets ironed, to straighten you out
I got in the east, thugs in the south
That'll stick with the AIDS needle and in your mouth

I kept 'em on a and now it's time to let 'em out
Better pray to Jehovah, the is over
Don't ever, ever, ever, ever
Lil' Kim the girl at 718

Ride outta town my nigga, holdin' his weight
After cooked, chopped in eights the size of plates
You bitches ain't been through shit, you minors
What you know about stuffin' half a bricks in your

It's the dick licker, it's the baby
a bitch alive can make a nigga cum quicker
Baby pussy get wetter than a shower cap
Got my mans back like a napsack

And Bee gon' bring you nothin' but heat
Homicide is lookin' for me for killin' these
You in the department, this the upper class section
You hoes is startin' to me like a yeast infection

heavens, somebody get the Monostat 7
And hit me why don'tcha, hit me why
The boss lady, I it down for my babies
Rappers better run and hide 'cause comes the Beehive

It's your boy, Money Cash, I get in the streets
Breathin' dro colored Benz's dutch colored seats
Lay in the on Tuesdays, duckin' the sweep
Nigga jump off, then get pumped off feet

I'm like Rostein, low key and brilliant with
I'm tryna blow in Brazil with the Hummer
If you spittin' and I'm this tech
Then 32 shots, our throwback's like Mitchell and Ness

Man, I'm a project nigga, piss on the steps
And keep the brim on my a little twist to the left
I the block, fifth in my sweats, reppin' my set
Rossie from the pharmacy, get it correct
(Beehive)

Fuckin' with the Teflon from the Stuy
Fuckin' with the Teflon
(Beehive)
Fuckin' the Teflon bitch from the Stuy
(Now putcha hands around mouth and holler out)
(The Beehive)

Yo, it's Bunky S to the A, and my guns warm
Beatin' niggas close to with my house slippers on
You ain't a cocksucka, you a coward to front
Fuck your project, your got flowers in front

Every I roll with, OZ in the cunt
I was OT in Mass, pushin' for months
Sprinklin' gun powder, oughta put a haze on my
I spit a and fifty bars when I'm blazin' 'em out

'Cause I can do that with razor stuck in my mouth
Forget a hotel, I'm shorty right on the couch
Any rap I ever barked on, to hot to handle
And my rims bigger lower Manhattan manholes

Listen up for 2003 tan
Stash box hold guns like soldiers
Wanna murda 16, we the niggas you call
Queen Bee and Gotti Kids, all y'all
(Beehive)

Fuckin' with the bitch from the Stuy
Fuckin' with the bitch
(Beehive)
Fuckin' with the Teflon bitch the Stuy
(Now putcha hands around mouth and holler out)
(The Beehive)

Uh, yo Vee The Kid, that's the name I in the streets
my bars so hot, it be burnin' the beats
Meltin' my pen, I have slugs meltin' chin
When I throw you the bridge, helpin' you swim

You better wear a metal hat when you on stage
Or have my like [Incomprehensible] packin' your waves
Or snatch your face off like I'm Cage
And it could be of y'all, puttin' eight in your grave

'Cause niggas think they hard, but they than bread
When shells hit your throat, you be coughin' up lead
The next is to off you, dead
I'ma cut your fuckin' off and have Kim auction your head
(Beehive)

See the kid don't rap for love, I rap for
Even if I know you, I respect
And if I put you in the bag, your man is next
The Advakid and Bee gon' leave the game in a mess
(Beehive)

Fuckin' with the Teflon from the Stuy
Fuckin' the Teflon bitch
(Beehive)
Fuckin' with the Teflon from the Stuy
(Now putcha hands around mouth and holler out)
(The Beehive)

It's young Goldie, the Advakid, put you to
I ride around with two 38's in my sweats
A pump in trunk and a nine the seat
Enough ammo to the earth from under your feet
(Beehive)

And we got for killas like Hyde and Jeckyl
put red dots on your face like freckles
Don't make me have to reach for the
You'll think the bullets was rain drops how they all hit your

I'm that slim kid they say is probably hot
She only with me 'cause of she think I probably got
Am I gon' be with her for long, not
Unless you're cute and suck a dick a lollipop

Niggas about guns and they just bust caps
Niggas talk about ki's whey they just flip
When it come to my money, suggest you that
'Cause you know bullets fly in pairs Petey Pab
(Beehive)

Fuckin' with the Teflon bitch the Stuy
with the Teflon bitch
(Beehive)
Fuckin' with the Teflon bitch the Stuy
(Now hands around your mouth and holler out)
(The Beehive)

Now putcha hands your mouth and holler out
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