Luyện nghe bài hát 619 Hoodlumz

61 to the 9 the city of
Got motherfuckers running like at High
So don't try my name for your fame
Mad a youngster got a lock on the game
a shame you ain't the gangster that you claim to be
If really balling why the fuck you wanna hate on me
Low Pro what? I'm a gangster
Amici Park motherfucker, quick to bank you
And shank you the ice pick
'cause fat motherfucker claims to have a whole album off my old shit
It's cold shit, but fuck it
I'ma let this fat fuck make a ducket
So don't get it twisted thinking that he owns
Shadow Presents The Mayhem Clique me nothing
All I was a little bit of weed money
That flip a key money, then you wanna talk

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From the youngest to the
to the coldest
From the rugged to the
I'm the sickest and you this
I make a motherfucker when I throw this shit at you

You say you're this, you say you got that
Then homey your strap and show me where your heart at
Tricky spark that blunt and let these motherfuckers
We can a gun fight or we could go toe to toe
No pumped in this young Southsider
San rider, shit's getting tighter
Fool aside, it's between me and him
Anybody trip then it's us against them
the way men handle it, can you hang
I put in work with real soldiers, faggot you to phone bang
You know the name, Mr. Shadow all up in
Been nosey trick you need to your own business
I got your name at the top of the
For being a bitch and running your lips like it shit
You get hit in the with the club
Fool you ain't a G, in the streets you get no

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Already let the world know the acting, yapping
Now I gotta talk about rapping
You say you're Worldwide, Coast to Coast
Fool I'm the same and requested the most
You serve one day and post bail, scared of a
'cause you know that get you for the stories you tell
How you're riding in low-lows, hanging out with cholos
Banging puffing dodo really you're rolling solo
Talk a lot of shit but you do nothing
Bitch you have a loaded clip to start dumping
Got heart pumping, skipping a beat
You motherfucker you ain't fucking with me
I heated, weeded, not guilty's what I pleaded
You call the comp and album 'cause my name is you needed
So be it, but fool you need to
Stop out your neck on the phone woofing shit

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