Luyện nghe bài hát Cut Throat

Hustlenomics, eh Joc, what up
A nigga quick produced this shit? Hell
crazy, homie

My cut throat, my niggas cut throat
I got some killers on the East and the Coast
Them on your head, get up hoe
Uh, get up hoe, uh, get up hoe

My niggas cut throat, my cut throat
I got killers on the East and the West Coast
They game real good, they got the best doe
Uh, get up hoe, uh, get up hoe

I'm coming straight for your neck,
Razor blade and cocked
In California, niggas, back on the
I'm Compton, motherfucker, the city of Gs
We ain't got bitches but we got plenty of these

All my niggas cut throat, gang bang and cut
bad boys, nigga, even Puff know
We mad about Pac, we know who did it
We mad that him and Big got crossed in [Incomprehensible]

I was 16 then, little inspired
Now me and Joc ridin, homie, put that on the
If hip hop was a building I'd set it on
And leave everybody to burn Mya

Now, fuck you,
I all my niggas first, then let em' fuck you, bitch
On the Coast, them niggas say I'm dumb hot
And I'm in the South you can just ask Yung Joc

My niggas cut throat, my niggas cut
I got some on the East and the West Coast
braids on your head, get up hoe
Uh, get up hoe, uh, get up hoe

My niggas cut throat, my cut throat
I got some killers on the East and the Coast
They whip real good, they got the best doe
Uh, get up hoe, uh, get up hoe

Eh, I know some edge hangers zonin till reach the course
Yeah, head banging for less than a brick or so
Well acquainted fiends and even dope addicts
My niggas work the triple and they dope at it

Hey, nigga, you don't no static
Holes your chest, hard to breathe, like asthmatics
Just like Big, tell them niggas, kidnap kids
Fuck em in the ass and throw em over the

When I'm on the East I'm ballin' that Jimmy cat
Bad bitches everywhere, they all on my Jimmy
We blowin sour Ds, fifty packs
I with real Gs like the Diplomats

I'm in Cali, nigga, we blow incense
Call my nigga Cavi to smoke away my
The only coats you'll see, and Dickie suits or moguls
my nigga JT Lo in the booths, it's over

My niggas cut throat, my niggas cut
I got some killers on the East and the West
braids on your head, get up hoe
Uh, get up hoe, uh, get up hoe

My niggas cut throat, my niggas cut
I got some killers on the East and the Coast
They game real good, they got the best doe
Uh, get up hoe, uh, get up hoe

Yeah, now to Yung Joc, another one to block
You can meet me in the hood, the engine runnin on my
And we was just runnin from the
Cookin coco coco with the stove or two wonders the pots

I as a pumper on the block
Either you slang crack or you had that wicked jump shot
or, there was no in between
It was either be poor or move coke to the

20 it cost, I was hopin 19
[Incomprehensible] I the team
Amongst the murders and plus the
The fly willie niggas they start swerving up

In fly rides niggas like the high side
Till they go slippin and you catch em the blind side
Tap the glass and you give it to 9 times
He owes some cash but he didn't the timer

My niggas cut throat, my niggas cut
I got some killers on the East and the Coast
braids on your head, get up hoe
Uh, get up hoe, uh, get up hoe

My niggas cut throat, my cut throat
I got some killers on the and the West Coast
They whip game real good, got the best doe
Uh, get up hoe, uh, get up hoe