Luyện nghe bài hát Thun & Kicko

Yous a notebook crook with loose beef
A backseat criminal who pass the
To somebody that blast the
Man it sound bad on the pad happened in the street
A villain on the vinyl an outlaw
A lot of gats on your DAT taped
You thuggin when the mics in
Barkin through the speakers you got no sense
You're on the 2 inch
Got your platinum to prove it
Your music's been around the movin
And it right back around to the ground on it
Now its time to your opponent
Infamous to this real shit
Stuck we started at
that
Not because I to we want to
I love shit
The raw is what I for
To hear the of the crowd roar for more
To see the that can't pay rush the door
Wildin on the dance floor when they song on
they fists
Ready for war but its a type of effect
Its not
They're tranced by the advance
Tranqued by the bank
Put the drum
Numbed off of our
Now who you rocking with or us
love or cheap lust
QB or
til we pass on
You're laughing at the kid I take action
The fam are confidants,
I bombs that'll shatter your ambitions of being top dog
As we move the stage floor I need to bass more
So I can taste it and make y'all go and lose it
Say no
Brace your nigga its on

Who you tellin
Are you or felon
Were you makin or watchin niggas sellin
You exploit niggas lives in your and then avoid em
You never felt the moisture in the air from boiling
You never felt the razor scrapin plate your hands achin
Yet you keep choppin there's paper to make
You felt the power of invincibility
Clutchin a gun like it dun
Its him or me
At your best you hand to hand
No than 3 grams
What the fuck you know a ki man
You never
Lets get it right my wild woulda stuck you
Stop dry snitchin in your listen
What you to do help the guys in blue
Indict duns so that be another rhyme for you
You a parasite you never had a
So you throw other niggas lives in pad at night
Its clever when you it
Spoken well for a who never been indicted
You know the deal
The make the fake niggas kneel
And lose when you taste nigga's steel
My rhymes are it take to get a deal
That it real
I'm like BIG you can't the skill
I your ill like cocaine in scarface's grill
Your motherfuckin flow is basic
Im Cor Mega raw
niggas know my steez Im reppin for Queens
Your minor league I'm big like Mark McGwire's deed
Your whole is pussy
When I squeeze vaginas
My they official
I bag up coke on made of crystal
niggas they will miss you
My plated pistol got 16 shots
You can em with you
To the or DAs office
Surgery screamin we lost him
Life suddenly divorced and it it cost him
You want beef say no
Brace delf nigga its on
We spray 4 4 s