Luyện nghe bài hát Wild Cowboys in Bucktown

Yes, who's that? Boo-ya that in the place to be
Sadat X reppin' the O.G.C., gun clappaz
For my peoples the PJ's got my man
Black reppin' from in the day

X files and you know the
Homies loc now it's on so you've been
Dru Ha you at? Yeah yeah
O.G. you at?

Now who's the bearer of bad news on
I drop the jewels on fools they say, "Who?"
Give me my props before I quickly the Tek to Steele
Niggas record deals without even having skills

Yo it's ill, how headz still ready
Down with the Fab 5 the Freddy
But perfect ready to wreck any
Boot camps the best host from east to coast
Far from fool make moves like in trench coats

Like this, like that, I'm tired of all y'all ass rappers
Bucktown of the Original Gunn Clappaz
Use to be on by the street empire
See my man Buckshot on day back in 9th

On the blocks of Harlem is where you'll find me
Louievill Slug the with the Top Dawg
Strangle that ass raise the Ruck down the or
Leflaur if you prefer

Straight Boot camp cowboys in down
Soldiers heads while y'all bop to the boogie
Sound boy come uptown to mic
Keep it moving sound so we moving in the night

Remenis me and Lemonhead takin' dope
'Cause I was and they heads was wet
Now Islam on these tracks fuckin' on them cracks
Ay yo, dun, dun me down on the run

Ay yo he for it, his man saw it
So it mean jack to me
Ay yo he for it, his man saw it
So it mean jack to me, cowboy status

So much unfairness in this game making me hear unclear
But making me more aware for y'all niggas come here
The bottles on and you a gun fool for
Uncle is bringin' you brand new face
O.G.C. the spot with Sadat
of the wild places, better know where you at
With your loud piece talkin' shut you mouth or keep

In the BK Lin stands the Boot base
On the blocks is where the comboys face
To stay alive show drimve and arrive the five
Somebody it's war I got a boatload of niggas
Niggas from Uptown and Brooklyn original gun
Clap off strap off make you baby blood
They always say it's calm before the big

Runnin' rampade crews it's thee Originoo Gunn Clapp 2
L O U I E here to bet you, no dude
Back up like gas we pass my tongue
Upon you wack math no but too bad for you

Three two one never knew ya
Straight from death, dug out Ville
Ha I crack ass to make crews like, "Who's that"
Fantastic like Sluggah let you have it

Brownsville bastard get more tools then gadgets
But keepin' a baseball bat in stash is how I
Huh, me no and streets who carry sweeper
Just combine minds and set traps to catch the

Ay yo he for it, his man saw it
So it mean jack to me

So who' that with phat just like Menate
Large when I uncharge at all the places that I at
Now I take 10 at a time I rhyme
Big up East with mad black and dime
I'm the black smoker gert neck choker
Mack by the crotch make watch me like Oprah

Here we flee three guns on the run
best to make way or you'll get done up by the Louie
To thee cats I screw he
Ask if them niggas ain't up their juices

Sittin' in my buildin' with the most high
He game me advice, said I was sure to share
So yo up we on our own you have to hide your chrome
'Cause when your come home he be
Lookin' for then a bust, in God we trust
He must of talkin' about us

It's the X I send off to Endor
On the side of midnight engineer get the mid right
With my man Sean Bliggity, this beat here is meant to be
The Brooklyn united I tore down off a pint of this
Here ay yo O.G. stop shit
Yo hold the dills we shit real

Ay yo he for it, his man saw it
So it don't mean to me
Ay yo he for it, his man saw it
So it don't mean to me

Ay yo he for it, his man saw it
So it don't mean to me
Ay yo he for it, his man saw it
So it don't jack to me