Luyện nghe bài hát Bk to La

Yeah, c'mon, yeah, yeah, yeah,
M.O.P., uhh, X to the Z
Yeah baby, right, you know how we do it
One time, X, where you at my nigga?

I spread the hate, like Taliban and tapes
Shoot five to the sky, gimme some space
I got y'all, runnin' in place, cut to the of the subject
Mash out niggaz, straight from the you love it

Ain't nothin above it, we stomp y'all
Watchin' paper thugs tryin' to hide the industry
From to infinity, love thy enemy
Niggaz got the knowledge but know the chemistry

All inside baseball hat and kneecaps
With bats, 'til fame hit you with me till mini-mac
Full black fatigues, lungs black from weed
In black limo tinted SUV's with

Still, world,
The underdogs of rap, to claim this, the fact remain we're
Heartless and painless, it's dangerous to
That try to change us, we're anxious to flame 'em

You want problems I'ma 'em to you
We them thangs
Yeah, I got a let me sing it to you
We to bang
Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do
Watch you aim
Get in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga

You problems I'ma bring 'em to you
We cockin' thangs
Yeah, I got a let me sing it to you
We ready to
Yeah, you talk impressive, you mean it do you?
Watch you aim
Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames,

You must wanna throw the towel in holmes, it's man B.D.
N.Y.C., the N.Y.G.
M.O.P., and X to the Z
Is a friend of our family, my nigga

For you, counterfeit, wannabe hardcore
I rub you under your face with razors
street intelligence, O.G.'s and Rebel Men
Grip quick, squeeze and Level Men to settle it

L.A. to B.K., from B.K. to L.A.
Persistant and insistant on it our way
Do you really wanna fuck Danze?
When he with them thugs in the van
Double in his hands, my nigga

Make the flame, face the Fame-ster, part, Fame-ster
niggaz akin to God and gangsters
the M dot, to the O dot, to the P
With X to the Z hot, happenin'?

You want I'ma bring 'em to you
We cockin' them
Yeah, I got a song let me it to you
We to bang
Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't it do you?
where you aim
Get lost in the game, get in the flames, nigga

You want problems I'ma 'em to you
We cockin' them
Yeah, I got a song let me it to you
We ready to
Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't it do you?
where you aim
Get in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga

Hunt down, hurt, hang and the hater
how you rise, fall and thank me later
Look in my eyes, I not have to say it
alive, these streets is complicated

Hunt down, hurt, and hate the hater
Watch how you rise, fall and me later
Look in my eyes, I not have to say it
Look alive, streets is complicated

You got problems us? Start poppin'
I get in yo' chest like anthrax, couldn't stop it
Let's move on 'em, must on 'em
Rush in, gun-bustin', black plus tools on 'em

snooze on 'em, I'm short, haven't got room for 'em
I you to God with no shoes
Clueless, real G's run this, we this
If you wanna get into some gangsta shit, let's do

No question, no
is my profession, heat in my posession
Hollow-tips is the answer; around you see the signs
Say, "No Smokin'", but our guns got

Yeah, 'cause I'm not, what you I was
Like my career was gon' fade like a buzz
Raise the high, I solidify
The grip that I keep on shit, get off my

You problems I'ma bring 'em to you
We cockin' thangs
Yeah, I got a let me sing it to you
We ready to
Yeah, you impressive, you don't mean it do you?
where you aim
Get in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga

You want problems I'ma 'em to you
We cockin' them
Yeah, I got a song let me it to you
We ready to
Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't it do you?
Watch you aim
Get lost in the game, get in the flames, nigga