Luyện nghe bài hát Tha Beehive

Fuckin' with the Teflon from the Stuy

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

niggas think I won't jump in the heap
Well, let's dance, you lames are
I serve all cowards like a game of tennis
Act like you want some of this and give you the business

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

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

Ride outta town with my nigga, 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' a bricks in your vagina

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

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

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

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

I'm like Rostein, low key and with numbers
I'm tryna blow sticky in with the Hummer
If you and I'm grippin' this tech
Then that's 32 shots, our throwback's like and Ness

Man, I'm a project nigga, still on the steps
And the brim on my fitted a little twist to the left
I play the block, in my sweats, reppin' my set
It's from the pharmacy, get it correct
(Beehive)

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

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

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

'Cause I can do that with blades stuck in my mouth
Forget a hotel, I'm fuckin' shorty right on the
Any rap shit I ever on, to hot to handle
And my rims bigger than Manhattan manholes

Listen up for tan rover
Stash box hold like Afgan soldiers
Wanna 16, well we the niggas you call
Queen Bee and Gotti Kids, muthafuck all
(Beehive)

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

Uh, yo Vee The Kid, that's the I earned in the streets
'Cause my bars so hot, it be the beats
Meltin' my pen, I have meltin' your chin
When I you over the bridge, helpin' you swim

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

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

See the kid rap for love, I rap for cheques
Even if I know you, I respect
And if I put you in the body bag, your man is
The Advakid and Bee gon' leave the game in a mess
(Beehive)

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now putcha hands around mouth and holler out
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