Luyện nghe bài hát Tony Sigel

[Ghostface
Yo, out the ghetto, I'm damn hood
I Stack-A-Dollar a whole rack of canned goods
jeans, no Timbs, A.C.G. boots
Living in the Crack Spot, banging at Sheek
The is far from garbage
Whether it's cold or late August
My is fresh cuz I catch the harvest
My little cousin bubble and carry a couple oxes
Keep a duece-deuce by his and get it popping
You know, we be the boys clocking the shift
Big bundles, counting our CREAM, the lazer spliff
My man, jumps out the with the A.R. fifth
And we barred from of parties cuz we start shit
Parole hoes, six in the box
My little got her head shaved off
She made it home shop
We selling cartons, Pampers, formula
it take because the paper keep calling ya
Gangstas keep balling for sure, we more
We it rain from the tech and wop
The Lex and the precincts don't have enough cups for us
To slow us up, they hit us with
Then rush, bust, my big man Ron'll break the cuffs
pound nigga, po-po has to fuck him up
They say that my shall undergo therapy
We voted, we voting for Oprah, Obama, and Eric B.

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The ill rap niggaz kill
Destroy shit but they able to
Come fuck the real
Coward, better play part
This shit'll lace yo'
Get hit with a dart
And you live this shit to fullest
Or be ready to it
Or be hit with a B. bullet
The ill rap that kill
shit but they able to build
Come with the real

[Beanie
It's the Broad Street Bully and the with no face
My mack bullets burn like tequila no chase
My like a guillotine sword cutting
Niggaz stop for my Killa Beez swarm something
Bzzz, out the whole clip then reload
barrel leave it smoking like a broke stove
Yeah, and I'm all that bullshit
The casket, the hearse and the in the pulpit
I a nigga at the drop of a dime
imagine what I do for a quarter
Ain't no telling I do for a dollar
Pop a nigga right in of his mama
Son a right in front of his daughter
And I'm nothing the father
He couldn't come from these I got
Or see Baltimore this cock
I know most of wouldn't understand
Get it... get it...
Yeah, some will, and some niggaz won't
Like some niggaz kill, and some niggaz
You'se a fake until you it type of nigga
I'm a straight up take it of nigga
Pistol whip a nigga 'til I break it of nigga
I'm hard on chumps, most dudes is fags
Put the guard on punks, the broom up they ass
Or the knife like meat
American Sig', it's Muslim, so I ain't feeling overseas
I think with the wisdom of Malcolm, got the of a panther
So "By Any Means" is the anthem, you gon' have to cut me out the
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I can't stop, won't stop, this how we do it Philly to Shaolin
All my swap in (Yeah nigga)

[Solomon
Guns from Dubai, wheelchairs and shitbags
Peach and pretty scapals
Renaissance, I'll a pick in ya gut at the chapel
Or blow a nigga for a box of
Cop killas with a box of
Gummies, to the project floors
Niggaz is up and we ready for war