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 is comin' home 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 comin' with me

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

Who got the hardest, MC style, created?
Who got celebrity, and is still underrated?
Who got them two glock nines that be black and plated?
And I'll blow a nigga's chest out to keep me

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

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

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

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

Niggaz, try and come at me, contemporary gangsta
Fusion I'm smashin' with the simple I'm usin'
Bashin' and bruisin', who's in charge?
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, Knucks, are you ready to win the G?
The Gusto is comin' home me

Yo, O.C., are you to win the G?
The Gusto is comin' 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 fame
Platinum and gold plate don't no weight
I be prophetic soul drainer, ain't a motherfucker
In his right steppin' in my cipher tryin' to take mine

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

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

Who holds the threshold to be the
I crunch niggaz with my gold teeth vegetables
Carnivorous deliverance, one nemesis
Like a virgin, I snatch innocence

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

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

Who's that New York nigga? that be nice like B.I.
G.I., niggaz can't see I, see
You new poppin' niggaz and you crew niggaz
Step up in my face and Bumpy be, niggaz

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

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

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

And your flow needs, medical aid
I just appear on niggaz shit and I still get
Now, my G nigga?

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

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

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

up off that cash nigga