Luyện nghe bài hát Wooo

No limit sheep, played the back seat for months
away from the tanqueray, bitches and blunts
Still mac nigga, ain't nothin
Got the rings and the gold
Now bitches wanna know my whole
I penetrate em, then I em
I let the next nigga em, 'cause I don't hate em
I spit voodoo, to the hard to get hoes
And at the end of the night, I off clothes
You fuckin the realest, from lyrical spillers
To killers and dealers and cap peelers, and guerillas
From to chillers, we made millions
And killers to protect scrilla
So the fuck you talk about winners?
You that word camouflage when you hear my name
I the shell shocked 'cause it's in my veins
(no soldier) is on my left arm, I took it in blood
Throw your up if you a thug
And all them say

[chorus -
(woah!)
You see a soldier on the streets
(woah!)
You hear them soldiers on them beats
(woah!)
Every time them soldiers holler
(woah!)

& abel]
Load weapons, grab your gats
We sprinkle daily verbs tracks
Hit the chest like attacks
When my lyrical cock back
And leave bullet in your bourbons and 'lacs
The only we give them hoes is a dick and a smack
Gangstafied kane & abel you know the assassin
Blastin and mashin, kidnappin and bashin
Razor blade slashin, the blunt passin
For the cash and, woah it's to happen
you want (? ) ugly with that 223
Hit em up in 3-d, now banned from tv
Niggas playa hated, I sho
Spark the weed,
See game, we regulated

[mr.
Nigga, you me
The nigga that spell everything (nah)
The nigga that'll run your motherfuckin set and bang
Your hoe motherfuckin out (fuck nigga)
The nigga that's catchin niggas and beatin em down
'cause they wearin tanks, they know what the fuck it mean
Nigga, the fuck, that's about punchin your fuckin mouth
The nigga tear the club up
Nigga, I don't a fuck if you bangin or slangin
Nigga when I put this tank up nigga you get as the fuck
But if you think I was gonna leave this without
Spellin a
K-l you done lost your motherfuckin
Stop the track 'cause these niggas don't know my click black
I with the m to the a to the c
the s to the e to the r to the v
Fuckin the t to the a to the n to the k
And when I come through motherfucker and I raise my up high
You best some a you coward motherfuckers gon die

ed]
Nigga I claim?
I claim tru!
I hang with that's killas with tru tatoos
I got my name big ed from what I put hips
I got my name assassin from the way I empty out
Wear the no limit soldier, thuggin at
Hittin niggas with throw when I toss em I break em apart
get your guns up if you rowdy
And assassin hit the stores, buy the album if you bout it
it

[snoop
Rowdy in this motherfucker, loco
So I can come through and it tru and do what the fuck i

I bust, I keep it tru the 'ginnin
Snoop dogg, the representer long beach city
A tru tank dog, bank y'all in y'all
If y'all try to come close, y'all can't run race
I place my above the stack
my homeboys mac and sack you fact, we strap for strap
We got your back, don't flip out or trip out
Or dip out, these niggas lookin at me
My to maintain, I let it go, I sell it don't tell it
Y'all can't touch it motherfucker, or it, for real

x]
Biggest mama, drama two guns I come
Put down for my son, the camouflaged one
Mac the don, get your shine on 'cause it's your
And i'ma get my rhyme on and spit nine
Cocked millimeters the ghetto diva
Mia x-rated, platinum plated
it, when they hear me on the k-l track
All them niggas grab head and jump back
Hollin woah 'cause it's goin down like to dick
I'm so tight I you bitches never wanna see the mic
And spit, the matter rhymes next to mine
I'm superior, you hoes is fearin the
Lyrical warfare I
Some fake bitches you name is mel
anybody, hip hop or glock
On tru i'ma close shop, woah