Luyện nghe bài hát Throw Them 3's (Bouston Ni****)

Benzino, unhh!
'em up
Up in the 6-1-7
Ray
Yo, tactics

[K.T.]
Yo, why y'all niggaz wanna test me, I'm out your
I got bars and hooks than Mike Tyson in prison
Listen, you gangsta, killa
Shorty sure only boy you touched is Vicks 44
Hoes should squeeze fern, spread like a germ
Have niggaz face down on the floor like they doin the kick
Think something sweet me, try me
And watch how fast I on niggaz like poison ivy
Cats claim they got guns, they scared to
I thump on a nigga back like I 'em between the trunk
Boston's in the house niggaz head for the exit
I put the toast in mouth like it's breakfast

These niggaz hatin my guts I'm raking in bucks
Havin straight parties nothin but bitches with C-cups
Models manicured hands, livin my feet up
Yo, let's speed up, I leave the later, traitor
I spray ya axe up crooked, I'm doin you a favor
Look at you ain't a so, you'll hate on me later
I ya clothes, puttin holes through ya paper
Reck those, respect the and catch kang-goes
tell me I'm the next to blow
Yeah pop, I already know, I'm perfectin the flow
I got at my window, I get sex to go
Even though I hate nosy hoes like go-star

Niggaz ask me, why ya go so hard?
I'm to get sucked off in the Benz Coup Drop
Tryin to have all my C'z niggaz shoot for the
My nine spread bullets like grey poupon
I'm to ice on my wrist and on my arm
With the high shit so frigid it won't visit
Or put that nigga Jake up out of
You know fast life, niggaz blast nines and toss 'em in a bucket full of acid
Now, if I don't leave a nigga and I see you cast up in the
To his motherfucking mouth he ain't gotta have
I hold down blocks like Mutombo, and with the muzzle
Got niggaz yellin "break!" runnin ways
Like bitch-niggaz was comin out a 'hugem

Benzino]
My Boston niggaz ride
Mattapan gonna ride
Roxbury niggaz ride
Do you wanna
Tell me, do you wanna
South End gonna ride (Throw 'em up)
Hyde niggaz wanna ride (Hangmen 3!)
JP niggaz gonna
Do you wanna (Un-hunh)
me, do you wanna ride? (What!)

The blazin spot is here, take a wit me
I prefer the grey short a Hennesey
My pull out your door, go and buy the bar
Tellin you don't even ride you got own car
My fellas, who ain't come through don't us
Some of ya girls is watchin and probably get jealous
We rock the club all out, the bra
Comin and throwin like Michael's glove
I show ya love, if ya down to get dirty
My niggaz in the back, I don't think heard me
ya ass in the front, get crunk and corrupt
Grind up on a chick that you know you fuck

I've been known the toughest nigga, my pockets a size
Inch taller, nigga, don't fuck with a true
We so harda, how do you think, we in
We spendin on them drinkies, my a bit louder
Strong power, murder dungeons with
wit doe and twist ya cock to ya casket
Ya left on the scene, ripped off ya jeans
All up and lunked up, my attitudes mean
Ya Minks wantin it, Franco Harris runnin it
38 Mag, I thump on comin wit
My hands, they grands, pop cannons
Sock dudes same spots that they standin

[O.T.]
It's that bastard child, frame, heavy waist
With raspy crowd reck shop everyday
Niggaz test the blaze, bullets move steady
Gettin hot burns, a few on your waist
I got a for cream mixed with ash and green
Eyes blood shot red when I pop on the
I got a few with me and they grills is mean
Drunk pissy in the lobby, niggaz shout in the (Hello!)
Timbaland's be fitted, Jeeps that
On some 20's, whoa, with the gleam all in it
A nigga take it how want it, son we in it to the finish
Rob Low and 'Zino, niggaz fuckin wit it

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