Luyện nghe bài hát The Shivers

Yeah, dog, man, you know I'm
Fuck all you motherfuckers that wanna the police on us and shit When we tryin' to get our motherfuckin' loot, you know I'm sayin'?
(What, what?)
y'all
(What?)
You I'm sayin'?

You can rap, you can sing, see it no thing
'Cause nigga in my click is first nigga to swing
Place the call, you fall, we can break them all
'Cause every nigga we control, nigga to roll

So the shivers, the Chain Gang delivers
Kaboom, the whole room, the Platune, don't a nigga what?
Your whole style got too cut, nigga what?
Pick up your guns, now the fuck

I get the fuck up, your lifestyle, let's rough
I'm even gon' be rich or poor, or handcuffed
bust, but miss and now the war is on
(Back)
And we gon' celebrate when you get murdered, and gone

is a must when you fuck with us
Tell me what was on your mind when you your pistol up?
Was it some shit, that couldn't been it
(Nah, that it, fuck)
'Cause you bust shots and still missed, now dig this

Don't your name but know your face
You made a mistake now you must be
though, I'm loc'ed, go, deranged, sick and insane
Drop rights, to start more fights Mills Lane

So fuck the shivers, the Chain Gang
Kaboom, the whole room, the Platune, give a nigga what?
Your whole got too much cut, nigga what?
Pick up your guns, now the fuck

Voluptuous vixen, wear my dime pair, watch it Nixon
Niggas mad 'cause they put restrictions
They know we fixin' to put the Chain in the mainstream
Cut the bad blood like gangrene, lyrical

Injected by this mind specimen, my
the best of men, guess again, I'm fresh in wind
Consumed by the date stem, tramps get
'Cause can't cramp the camp, we leave 'em damp

Got them scared stiff mannequins
Keep 'em panicin', then we vanishin' the world at large
The Chain Platune
Be the head in charge

I serve to protect, self charge on premises
Break bones as rug-be-snug, slugs sold and printless
spittin' at your divisions, hit your visions
Chain but automatic interest got taste for higher proof

If it gets adventures, affective niggas, resistance
Timper screamin' that deaf words, splintered without the whispers
Connects got prices for product, but Tune vanish
Rock the cuts, now I control voices like Aprovada

A thugs' mug shots' worth
Holla, we strange killers, can't stop the
For pain is vodka, Tre, confrontation watch man
For the progress of nation, yo, I'm eatin' through your

I'm out combat and com Bows
Competition is a combination of
Too for commandin' nothin'
I continue destruction's smokin' or choke eruptions
California to Connecticut

I can hear the functions, continue the
[Incomprehensible] them [incomprehensible]
Category of the street, let's see the next day
The Cruddy Click clicks and classics
'Cause it's beef on the then kick, kick the cow

Catapult and critters 'em, quickers clap
Cookin' trio's Crio, I'll split that ass that go show your crack
The killer cultural when I'm gun away to
Since you got they left you
The who said you deserved it

You can rap, you can sing, see it ain't no
every nigga in my click is first nigga to swing
Place the call, make you fall, we can break all
'Cause every nigga we control, first to roll

So fuck the shivers, the Gang delivers
Kaboom, the whole room, the Platune, don't a nigga what?
whole style got too much cut, nigga what?
Pick up guns, now what the fuck

Guess, who the truth?
I see the noose the tongue get loose
Neck choke for the wrong shit you
Took the wrong approach,

the writin' utensil, convincin' you
On instrumentals my moody mental, sets the
of the mic but your flow
Slice and a dice a extra nice, a writer from the cypher

Jersey believes 'em right, but Chain Gang with the sane
Crazy, deranged, strange, a sharp aim
And shootin' range as deep as Danny gets forfeited
When we show up to the sport

Niggas show the military support and fight for what you up
Play to a good battle, and got grazed
In the heart of New Jersey, land of the crazed
Bad blood boils and picky goals will you

Fans, straight hand me the to unemploy you
Yo, so you better keep it right and tight
Or that spotlight
Only for one night, aight

You can rap, you can sing, see it ain't no
'Cause every nigga in my is first nigga to swing
Place the call, you fall, we can break them all
'Cause every nigga we control, first nigga to

So fuck the shivers, the Gang delivers
Kaboom, the whole room, the Platune, don't give a nigga
Your whole style got too much cut, nigga
Pick up your guns, now what the