Luyện nghe bài hát Clientele Kidd

Straight up, last minute, you what time it is?
Word up, yeah, yeah,
up, word up, blip blip blap blap blap
up?

Who don't know? don't know, betta let 'em know
There they go, we go
Who don't They don't know, betta let 'em know
they go, here we go

Aiyo, aiyo Clientele Kidd layin' in the crib ill money
Those who 8 get gig got rugby's on and 4/5ths
Attractin' them niggaz I go against, the was his
One nasty unit of murderers, all type of watch

Then minutes later they burglars
I heard from the grapevine made it
Elevate the up, this gift gotta reign and his game went up
And now he's stronger than ever, Nike and Classics

Go against it and it's instant
He run things, gun kings
the joint, the kid flyin' in
Crib in with two lions

Somethin' like the prince of a thief, so smack the millions
Came back, it up, too sweet
The game is missin' unique
I put too much to fall on, I rather just sleep

(Chef)
We designin', rhymin' Diamonds
(Chef)
Ice Water, it was all in the
(Chef)
He gave y'all niggaz on consignment
(Chef)
To the death and he Billboard

(Chef)
We designin', rhymin' with
(Chef)
Ice Water, it was all in the
(Chef)
He y'all niggaz bricks on consignment
(Chef)
To the death and he climbin'

Yeah uh, yo Don Carta' harder over nearly everybody
rarely you find me without the mini-shotti
Just for Rae to give me the cue and
You see about 100 Puerto niggaz shootin'

Nigga get down, lay down, we play around
I don't what you heard but we don't play around
It's cooked coke but look, but what the happened?
How you the dope game to pursue rappin'?

Already knowin' that ya was trash
Breathin' hard on the mic when yo' is ass
All we tryin' to do is dignity to rap
And you me? I'm literally the epitome of that

Uh, we much than y'all, Terre-error the Squad
My niggaz set it we get in the yard
Marcy or Comstock, triggers 'pon cock
Straight punch in ya lung and you gon' drop

(Chef)
We designin', rhymin' Diamonds
(Chef)
Ice Water, it was all in the
(Chef)
He y'all niggaz bricks on consignment
(Chef)
To the death and he Billboard

(Chef)
We designin', rhymin' with
(Chef)
Ice Water, it was all in the
(Chef)
He gave y'all bricks on consignment
(Chef)
To the death and he climbin'

Yo yo yo, shoot him in his
Fuck him, get the tell Terry to pull the act up
Bring him to Rae warehouse, hang him from hooks then his ass
As lame as he look he to cook

And he pleadin' for mercy, bleedin' from his dome and he
The first we made him eat shit
Videotaped his wiz and I his bitch
Made him watch me on the couch havin' fun with his

So now what more? Is it me showin' love to ya fam
Or you in the box laid under the
Or keep you alive blow torchin' ya
My murder chainsaw, ya on my Scarface walls

Not Ajax can clean that, Jack
We need that man shit that kill
That blood on contact, finish you off 'cuz I'm pressed for time
Your man and 'em will be to die, motherfucker

(Chef)
We designin', rhymin' Diamonds
(Chef)
Ice Water, it was all in the
(Chef)
He gave y'all bricks on consignment
(Chef)
To the and he Billboard climbin'

(Chef)
We designin', rhymin' Diamonds
(Chef)
Ice Water, it was all in the
(Chef)
He y'all niggaz bricks on consignment
(Chef)
To the death and he climbin'

Who don't know? don't know, betta let 'em know
There go, here we go
Who don't know? They know, betta let 'em know
There they go, we go

Who know? They don't know, betta let 'em know
they go, here we go
Who don't know? They don't know, betta let 'em
they go, here we go