Luyện nghe bài hát Win the G

Yo, O.C., are you to win the G?
The Gusto is comin' with me
Yo, Bumpy Knucks, are you to win the G?
The Gusto is comin' with me

Yo, O.C., are you to win the G?
The Gusto is comin' home me
Yo, Knucks, are you ready to win the G?
The Gusto is home with me

Comin' home with me, comin' with me
(Comin' home me)
Rrrahh!

Who got the hardest, MC style, ever
Who got celebrity, status and is still
Who got two glock nines that be black and nickel plated?
And I'll blow a chest out to keep me motivated

My peripheral, sees MC's ain't nice with these
So all my new be, MC robberies
I got niggaz shook like, Shake-N-Bake, cook like
I your punk ass out, wake you up and I show you

I look like, who's that MC that thinks that he can fuck with
F R E D D I E, excuse me, Knucks
I don't give a fuck, if it's or foe
This shit is my job to let you niggaz know so don't it personal

When I stick this in you, I don't know what you gon' do
Even if you get your crew I'll walk through the
Like Hoe Stroll Avenue tappin' on them pockets
Puttin' on your revenue, now, dig this

It's mad, niggaz that be thinkin' nice with they flow
It's mad, that be frontin' like they holdin' some dough
It's mad, that'll challenge me and after the show
'They Don't Wanna Be no mo', like Joe

Niggaz, try and come at me, with contemporary
Fusion I'm smashin' with the shit I'm usin'
and bruisin', who's in charge? Bumpy
Step up in my face I leave your lumpy

Yo, O.C., are you to win the G?
The Gusto is home with me
Yo, Bumpy Knucks, are you to win the G?
The is comin' home with me

Yo, O.C., are you to win the G?
The Gusto is home with me
Yo, Knucks, are you ready to win the G?
The Gusto is comin' with me

I bring the pain like a slice to your vein, fuck your
Platinum and plate don't hold no weight
I be that prophetic soul drainer, ain't a
In his mind steppin' in my cipher tryin' to take mine

From West coast to East, I'm
Bust the science, niggaz know the ledge
O, see all, I G off, enemy I you
Two to my one verse, you go first

You tasteless, face it, I engrave my name in scalp
Damien, out for world domination
Don't get me wrong, I don't represent 666
I'm just out to make

Who holds the to be the best
I niggaz with my gold teeth like vegetables
deliverance, murder one nemesis
Like a virgin, I snatch innocence

Talkin' robberies when you rhyme, hold up
You turn pussy on the mic I roll up
Coca-Cola, a fission like
While you say butter, I'ma say
Money folder a grudge cold like a polar bear
Thug niggaz what? Blowin' up like a S C U D

Win the G, win the G
Win the G, rah!

that New York nigga? Left that be nice like B.I.
G.I., can't see I, see why?
You new poppin' niggaz and you crew niggaz
Step up in my face and be, 2Pa-cin niggaz

If bitch up in yo' heart, I'ma find it
If you think I'm talkin' to you just rewind it
I got six behind this even with a vest on
Ya yellin' because I aim for the

I'm a felon and I bet you never in a fight
Kinda like you really, never said, "Shit on mic"
So, if I diss a nigga hustlin' that makes me a
And if you buy my record twice makes you a two-payer

And if your girl like Karan that makes her a DK-er
And 'cause I hate your punk ass don't make you no playa
Without record business shit, you niggaz is broke as fuck
Smokin' weed woolies while I smoke your luck

And while flow needs, medical aid
I just on niggaz shit and I still get paid
Now, where's my G

What niggaz'll think, they made of steel and play brave?
Bitch, will find theyself in the grave
I make of niggaz in ways never made
Voice like an Ox or yet sharp as a blade

Intense the moment sex when I'm bonin'
Iller than Caligula brainwashed the
I set it, let it be known, better beware, better be
Who dared to oppose my phenomenal flows, how you?

I smite your ass quick fast like flash runnin' your ass
Niggaz'll end up with
But for the moment, I'm zonin' any
cut it short right now because this rap shit we own it

Come up off that nigga