Luyện nghe bài hát Drop A Gem On Em

It's the infamous back in the once again
Livin' the life of diamonds and guns and now gems pulls
Gats like a base head, pulls on stems the got the bomb
Run out and tell a drop a gem on 'em

Take a tire, all these fake need to retire
They gotcha gassed, back and snatch fire outcha maggot ass
represent for the Q B C
Smoke that ass like a lucie, though I to quit

it, I love it like a cloud
Over the projects your I'm above it
Its combat, bangers and all that
a small cat, whatever you on get off that

I mention, but the real shit presentin'
The hollow tip 41st side convention try for?
You half-steppin like a tec out of the box
Yo I'm testin'
(There's no question)

ass have you confessin'
Like a D T left in state of
You under pressure, intact no doubt
The snitch-snatcher wit asthma
You Casper, you my name

That's givin' me props
the fans that you got, wonderin' what's got you hot
It's too not, out the box and got rocked
Got raped on the island, you got kick that thug shit
magazine on some love shit
(Keep it real kid, you know who you fuckin' wit)

It's the infamous in the house once again
Livin' the life that of and guns and now gems pulls
Gats like a base head, pulls on the Mobb got the bomb
Run out and tell a drop a gem on 'em

It's the infamous back in the once again
Livin' the life of diamonds and guns and now gems pulls
Gats like a base head, pulls on the Mobb got the bomb
Run out and tell a drop a gem on 'em

Yeah likewise, I'm of rap guys whose faggots
Pure shuteye and swole up your whole
I baptize, get wet, put up your backside
You're claptized and set straight, put on your straight

Watch out for, these upstate be leary of you
niggas wit gats plus the walls on they backs
Rikers island flashback of the house you got it in
You would think you gettin' your head shot was enough but

Now you wanna got at my
You of been drunk when you wrote that shit
Too bad you had to did it to your own
My rebellion, I retaliate, I had the whole New state

Aimin at your face at the
line of top soon as you came through
Shot through, don't know the half of my crew
I got a hundred strong arm niggas to rock the shit
Clocks tick, your days are in low digits

You look suspicious, niggas is bitches
Get chopped up, A meat, somethin' delicious
And laced back up, 2 G's, one for
Then reconstruct your face and learn how to speak

My Mobb's like a bunch of wild Ricans
Wit the size of African spears
It's warfare in the arena, you turn arenas into of horrors
It's terrodome, when you see my click you to run behind shit
You gotta gat you find it

And use that think fast and get reminded
Of robberies in Manhattan you what happened
60 g's and one for gun
Who Shot Ya? probably scream louder than an opera

New gotcha, now you wanna use my mob as a crutch
What makes you think you can't get bucked
Once again, back in the house once

Live the life of diamonds and guns
And now gems pull gats like a basehead on stems
The got the bomb run out and tell a friend
It's the