Luyện nghe bài hát Zip Em Up

[Verse 1:

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

[Hook:
We in this
We in it
We out out
We in the
boys hunt
They in the
That red dot on your head, that good, zip em up
Put em on ass now, zip em up
Feel em Tabasco, zip em up
another toe tag, zip em up
Bring body bag, zip em up
Bag em, I zip em up (x4)

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

Grafh]

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

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