Luyện nghe bài hát Zip Em Up

[Verse 1:

Yeah (boom boom)
(I wanna set..)
Yeah (boom boom), Yeah
Huh, I'm live screaming from the
Get up under skin 'til I push the blood around
I'm at your baby momma crib pushin your son
If the world was mine I'd be the sun around
Gold in this chain, let it twinkle
It look bright in the light when I let it
This is not rap money, why its crooked and wrinkled
Cause I was pushin my work instead of my single
This is raw, so holla at me if you need it
I speak crack, holla at me if you a feature
This sizzurp, nigga who need a leader
My car foreign, my need a visa
The nickel millimeter need a fever (hot..)
The refer that I need a speaker
Loud, hot copper, top
I punch niggas in snort locker (wadup?!..)

Grafh]
We in thang
We in it
We out out
We in the
Them hunt
They in the
That red dot on your head, ain't good, zip em up
Put em on ass now, zip em up
em with Tabasco, zip em up
Bring toe tag, zip em up
Bring body bag, zip em up
Bag em, I zip em up (x4)

[Verse 2: P]
Wadup
I'll zip em up..
Body bag, DOA ADHD nigga letting the heater
Coo coo, no
The four pound then the Glock'll make the show
Put a bullet in bitch like Botox
Before you get robbed, get gun butted and throat
Wolves
Alpha male rep for the G niggas inside and out of
[?] on ..and .. [?] on
Pin jeans when niggas had their Levis on
bag, toe tag
Mirk em and about em, end of the smoke bag
I'll rip em up, knock em out, em up
I'll em up, clip em up, hit em up
Body bag, niggas zip em up
Ghost put em down, bet you pick em up

Grafh]

[Verse 3: Lux]
Vital that'll pleasant doctors
The shots I throw hot as vodkas
Its hard to withhold they came cold and in lockers
My art gothics in the age of logic
Getting these pockets as white chicks scary flick octaves
I'm vintage, the life is just dying with us
wicked, a few thoughts will kill a nigga wit nine endings
My kind off with the loss of John Lennon
When human minds didn't recognize the reflection was image
Life for vengeance, get your hinges kicked in shin
Then go up top to the
Thats how we get it in, your doors rushed
screw ball's clutched in my vice grip
And the wrong turn to get your stripped
Sit tight, listen to on it with God on it
This split whatever fall on it, I'm for-warning
This how killers hunt, my style's out, you witness Lux
call K-Shine to zip you up!

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