Luyện nghe bài hát White Chalk

I got more glocks and than you
Still seein' bodies da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em
I got more glocks and tecks you
seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em

I I told you
to trust, nobody but us
Now the must bust
Malicious black viper
There's gonna be a lotta chalk and brains on the sidewalk
I know you hear me, talk

Nigga I'm weak-in, can't move my to speakin'
They caught me creepin', deep in the peepin'
Larce was sneakin', they took me off my
But fucked up because my still beatin'
I can't sleep, thinkin' how I'mma
Burners to squeeze but can't get up to my ememies

Psychopath, when the of wrath
Resolve the conflict, lick who did it
And who da fuck was wit' it till they covered blood red
lead till them bastards ain't got no head
The raw deal, bad era switched to
You could pray all day but still die anyway

I got more and tecks than you
Still bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em
I got glocks and tecks than you
Still seein' bodies da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em

I got more glocks and tecks you
Still seein' wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em
I got more and tecks than you
Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' around 'em

When I come, I'm comin'
tip toein' in the night
I tear'em up in broad
Snakes too for you
catch Deja Vu
When I'm my gat at you

time ta make it happen
Fuck the
I'mma, the fuck up and start clappin'
action
Two fo' fo', we robbers for
Clickin' off

All those robberies we
Backed DTs
Feelin' the disease
Thou shall die I catch you
And you in your eye
Nigga, try

Our whole life, and
in drugs
Twin mack loaded slugs and buckin' at them other
Engraved, with the of the beast
The shots I released aimin'
For dey piece

I got glocks and tecks than you
seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em
I got glocks and tecks than you
Still seein' bodies da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em

I got glocks and tecks than you
Still seein' bodies da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em
I got more glocks and than you
Still seein' wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em

Murder's the death
Don't need
Helpin' me but the other half of and me
Us two combined, ta lick
Junior M.A.F.I.A.
Now who the road against it

got drama
I'ma kill his baby
And his momma, ain't no time for bitchin'
Callin' and snitchin'
You by the gun, you die by the gun
Don't do this killin' for real, why do the shit for fun?

Try ta murder my blood, let it slide
Family pride grisly homicide
Blunted, lame get hunted
Autopsy shows he the black rhinos
Fuckin' witta pro, I hit, I don't
Niggaz spit disappear in the mist, check it

I showed you rugged put you fools in
ta put in work
But only gettin ya fuckin' hurt

I got more glocks and than you
Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' around 'em
I got more glocks and tecks you
Still bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em

I got more glocks and than you
seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em
I got more glocks and tecks you
Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' around 'em

For my niggaz, Nino Brown, Lil'
B.I.G., Bugsy, Capone, Del Vek
Kim, Kleptomaniac