Luyện nghe bài hát The Shivers

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

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

So fuck the shivers, the Chain Gang
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, truant lifestyle, let's rough
I'm even be rich or poor, dead or handcuffed
Niggas bust, but and now the war is on
(Back)
And we celebrate when you get murdered, deceased and gone

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

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

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

Voluptuous vixen, wear my dime pair, watch it like
mad 'cause they can't put restrictions
They know we fixin' to put the team in the mainstream
Cut the bad like gangrene, lyrical vaccine

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

Got them scared stiff like
Keep 'em panicin', we vanishin' into the world at large
The Chain Platune
Be the niggas in charge

I serve to protect, charge on police premises
Break bones as rug-be-snug, slugs being and printless
Stay at your divisions, hit your visions
but automatic interest got taste for higher proof liquors

If it adventures, affective niggas, arrest resistance
Timper screamin' that deaf vast words, splintered the whispers
got prices for product, but Tune fathers vanish
Rock the cuts, now I control voices like Aprovada

A thugs' mug worth dollars
Holla, we strange drama killers, stop the
For is absolute vodka, Tre, confrontation watch man
For the progress of nation, yo, I'm eatin' your concentrations

I'm comin' out and com Bows
is a combination of combustion
Too for commandin' nothin'
I continue cuttin' destruction's smokin' or choke
From to Connecticut

I can hear the functions, the Lexus
[Incomprehensible] tell them
Category of the street, let's see the next day
The Cruddy clicks and classics k-kloaw
'Cause it's beef on the then kick, kick the cow

Catapult and kick 'em, quickers clap
Cookin' trio's like Crio, I'll split that ass go show your crack
The cultural when I'm gun away to [incomprehensible]
you got murdered they left you
The bitches who you deserved it

You can rap, you can sing, see it ain't no
'Cause every 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 fuck the shivers, the Chain Gang
Kaboom, the room, the Platune, don't give a nigga what?
Your whole style got too much cut, what?
Pick up your guns, now what the

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

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

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

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

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

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

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