Luyện nghe bài hát Box Cutters

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Gambino..
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P..
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Nuttin but MOB Shit
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Nuttin but This shit

"Infamous Stamp it on ya baby,
niggas be acting like shit is all
Load up the 4-5 bout to get
I'm in the everyday Dunn i run this city
Smokin' icky Dunn i cant feel my face
must be laced, Let me hit it again..
Sid Roam Keep it Poppin Dunn they did it
While kick facts shootouts with black mac's
ask around the way, niggas know i did
pump drugs all night a ski mask
We last longer all these Frank heads
Take leds feds that like to break bread
Chicken-Heads thast part of my M.O
R.I.P. to My nigga in
Ya Looking for I Got Tons of Ammo
in The Streets Everyday niggas forced to lay Low

I been through threats, Tec's [or like Im to adress threats, tec's]
Pull out Tec's and Let Blecks
Tec's, Dun The world

My Turn To Shine
I sparkle a Razor
My Style a Box Cutta
Box Masta

I through threats, Tec's
out Tec's and Let Blecks
Tec's, Dun The world

It's My Turn To
I sparkle a Razor
My Style a Box Cutta
Box Masta

P a Bullshit
I Run the comb the hood and find my target,
..Comb the Hood.
Find his apartment, Infamous
You food in the forest, nigga MOB shit..
Here's a Riddle him to the hospital
Whats Black with the White Sheet and Red All
Over here's War, You another Dead Soldier
I Been the world, but America is Colder..
Much Fowl, Much More Wild
The Chopper gone Chop, The Go Pow
ain't no 80's Shit this is Right Now
I Time This is Two Thousand Twelve
Ya Need a Hard smack in the Back a ya
system Corrupt, Better wake up Kid
Cause there's nothing we can do spread the word
And then one day we can all the world..

& Scarface
Do it to def, How we gone do it, do it to def.
Prodigy &
Do it to the def, How we gone do it, do it to The def.
& Bravo
Do it to def, How we do it, gone do it to def.
On the East and West
Do it to def, How we gone do it, do it to The def.

I been through threats, Tec's [or sounds like Im to threats, tec's]
Pull out and Let Blecks [Blecks?]
Tec's, Dun The world

My Turn To Shine
I sparkle a Razor
My Style a Box Cutta
Box Cutta

I been threats, Tec's
out Tec's and Let Blecks
Tec's, Dun The world

My Turn To Shine
I Like a Razor
My Style like a Box
Box Masta