Luyện nghe bài hát Tha Beehive

Fuckin' the Teflon bitch from the Stuy

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

Y'all niggas think I jump in the heap
Well, dance, you lames are finished
I serve all y'all cowards like a of tennis
Act like you want some of this and give you the business

You see the yellow and black, you what it's about
Wrinkled assed niggas ironed, to straighten you out
I got in the east, thugs in the south
That'll with the AIDS needle and piss 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, underestimate
Kim the poster girl at 718

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

It's the licker, it's the baby sipper
Ain't a alive can make a nigga cum quicker
Baby girl's get wetter than a shower cap
Got my mans back a Jansport napsack

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Fuckin' with the Teflon bitch from the
with the Teflon 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 earned in the
'Cause my so hot, it be burnin' the beats
my pen, I have slugs meltin' your chin
When I throw you over the bridge, helpin' you

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

'Cause niggas think they hard, but they than bread
When them shells hit your throat, you be coughin' up
The next step is to off you,
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 demand
And if I put you in the bag, your man is next
The Advakid and Queen Bee leave the game in a mess
(Beehive)

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now putcha hands around mouth and holler out
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