Luyện nghe bài hát The Bandits

Act they did something
Ain't never did for me

Make way for the rookie of the
Bout duck-duck-goose off Pimp and Belvedere
See I'm pouring out my liquor for my niggas that ain't
And any day-to-day shedding tears
But I'm cool Weezy F's with me
Young clique Murder Inc family
Raised in the A and I'm uptown
Cross Martin Luther
Callio gon' lay it
Yeah nigga act up
Tell my nigga Tad he better rough
girl open wide like them doors on my trucks
And my bustin' niggas like they don't give a fuck

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They got the God in the J.R.
Park all of my car in the buildin' no
I'm harder than the buildin'
The the buildin'
Give quarters to Thanksgiving
I giving no slack, bitch I'm black
And the ain't never been that
Shit I'm ridin' with
He for a freak-azoid
I'm like 'Hey, hook a nigga up with
I make her cook a chicken up and all my guns she hold 'em she blow my 'fore I roll 'em
Daddy need some new shoes, the Caddy need new shoes
I'm bout them 2-2's them 26's too cool I do those
I'm too cold shit I spit
I'm too raw I spit off-white
I get off white at 8AM I get off it by 8PM it's been a night
It's a knock life my lil nigga J still double-up twice
My lil Marl still livin' on the block
With a nigga that he beefin' with but he eatin' shit pleasantly
It's whatever B, we ain't on no scary
You goin' down I'm on some Mary shit
I get bread like the bitch
I chop you up like the Deli
I'm at the
I'm on isle 17 Hollygrove
Apple & Eagle street 'em holla, hoe
I put the sizzurp down I swallow mo'
I a hit of the dutch...