Luyện nghe bài hát Throw Your Flag Up

Eh-yo,
up God? You got that glock cleaned?
Soaked those bullets in
So yo, I'ma the Black Knights up
And North Star from in the Westside

Eh-yo, they come and blast this shit over

Think we don't need no cats for the job
it to the wild wild west
Boo doo doo

(Come on, son)
The one and only
(Spark niggas my nigga)
Yo I to be heard
(Digital)
The truth shall set you

(Digital)
(Set them free God)
You in a Chamber, in the
(Bobby, Bobby, Bobby)
(Boo doo doo)
(Darkness, you Must come to light)

Eh-yo, it's the
One and only, guaranteed, I ain't
Yo, it ain't no comparin' me to nuttin'
Untraceable, like a stealth bomber on radar
There they are, a look, yo, I spit the uncontainable

flammable, unexplainable, Game Pro
Crisis show you how to a hoe
Show you how the should go
So you lames can know, Knights equals nuttin' but dope
So what you wit'? You bitch niggas ain't hurtin' shit

Spittin' commercial shit, we rhyme for purposes
I spit for the cause, you spit for the
I spit for the streets, you for the geeks
I spit for Long Beach and all of my peeps
it down, I spit for the meak

We the crown, you savage niggas had your chance
So now it's on us, it's just us, you get your crushed
You got us, resist us?
I thinks not, impossible
(Thinks not)

If you for the blood
your flag up
If you got the love in heart
Throw flag up

Fingers in the back, son rolled the bag up
Street had the pen and the pad, he a tag up
beef in the street, they tagged the rag up
Goldie got the from the closet and filled the gat up

Bobby the razor, oiled the bat up
Let the out the basement, pulled the rap up
Somehow the Brown cats about to get up
high nigga off coke tried to act up

Against the greatest mind, Bob Digital
Might throw a Shaolin Hand-block or a
My young son Big Un don't fuck Patty Cake
Bound to walk through the woods barefoot, choke a

While his brother Mel [unverified], it
Up in the life, the street's be hectic
The gun burst, son shot his tongue
Should've his tongue first, should've shot the gun first

Now on the Sunburst, bitch, it's Bobby's day
Lyrics for the out, click click, like shotti's
Tear through flesh, get lodged up in your ass
you came talkin' that same bullshit last week

Fuckin' cokehead nigga, what? Your brain
I used to where these pussy-clats came from
Up in the thirty-six cell block I
Ship on weed and build up like a male ox

If you love for the
Throw flag up
If you got for the Gods
Throw flag up
If you from the heart
Throw your up

cause the beef
I tie the rag up
All my Digihead
the bag up
Boo doo doo doo
And your flag up

If you from Long Beach
Throw flag up
If you come Compton, throw your rag up
If you come from the West then throw hood up
If you come the block then
Throw flag up

I spit the flavor for the ear, for the streets
Rollin' in the cutty about five deep
One SK, two and two sticks
Ready to trip on fools around my way poppin' shit

Like the Black don't air them things out
Knuckle up in the spot 'til someone get
Stomped, get out
Passed out off a pint of pah, ready to mic brawl
Clean sweep, took the pitch, knocked the homerun

Black Knights known to mics, leave the spots full blown
You know motto, the Knights or Nuttin', so frontin'
you ain't heard this high pitch through your twelve-inch
Don't care which Alpines, I keep those six-by-nines

Jumpin', jumpin' like Destiny, I it with the Rugged recipe
You know my on a Ra' beat
Speak the Digi slurred speech but aggressive the mic
On mine, strictly Black Knights

the spotlight, show niggas how to rock mics
The right way, spit a K, m o n k
The conqueror, smash your
Learn the lesson from the Black Knight, lethal Silent

Digital, digital,
Bobby, Bobby,
Digi, digi,