Luyện nghe bài hát Wild Cowboys in Bucktown

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

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

Now who's the of bad news on crews
I drop the jewels on fools they say, "Who?"
Give me my props before I quickly the Tek to Steele
Niggas want record deals even having skills

Yo it's ill, how headz still ready
with the Fab 5 without the Freddy
But perfect ready to wreck any
Boot camps the best host from to west coast
Far from fool make like spies in trench coats

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

On the uptown blocks of Harlem is you'll find me
Louievill the piece with the Top Dawg
that ass raise the Ruck down the block or
Leflaur Leflah if you

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

me and Starange Lemonhead takin' dope
'Cause I was broke and heads was wet
Now Islam on these tracks slangin' on them cracks
Ay yo, dun, dun hold me on the run

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 mean jack to me, cowboy status

So much unfairness in game it's making me hear unclear
But making me aware for when y'all niggas come here
The bottles on and you a gun for years
Uncle [Incomprehensible] is you brand new face
O.G.C. the spot with Sadat
King of the places, better know where you at
With your loud piece talkin' shut you mouth or walkin'

In the BK Lin stands the camp base
On the uptown blocks is where the comboys
To stay alive show and arrive with the five
said it's war I got a boatload of niggas
Niggas from and Brooklyn original gun triggers
Clap off strap off you baby blood wear
They always say it's calm the big storm

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

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

This Brownsville bastard get more tools then
But keepin' a baseball bat in is how I manage
Huh, me no need and who carry sweeper
combine minds and set traps to catch the creeper

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 that I been at
Now I take 10 at a time when I
Big up East 105th with mad and dime
I'm the eight black smoker gert neck
by the crotch make police watch me like Oprah

Here we come flee three 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 upon their

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

It's the X I send off to Endor
On the other side of midnight engineer get the mid
With my man Sean Bliggity, this beat here is meant to be
The Brooklyn Uptown united I tore down off a of this
Here ay yo O.G. don't stop
Yo hold the dills we keep shit

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

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 don't jack to me