Luyện nghe bài hát Gang's All Here

Ayo, I spittin' this rap shit for too long
To let heads get me hot under my collar through songs
And best get it twisted
My Magnum practice Operation Lockdown
And don't you ever forget it

The half'll feel my brother's wrath that we break through
And always been the to take you there like Warren Staples
Blow with no glock, the show stop when domes pop
You should of your ass home bop, you got a flow, not

I set it off on a mission like the
'Cause I was sent to do, the crew sayin' I'm merciful
I wrote a few, in my nocturnal state
Blaze like an inferno, watch niggas cremate

Too late to run and to Rev. Run
Some blessin' the section, givin' niggas quick trips to Heaven
Straight with the unheard-a, lyritifical
Beneficial you never pursue the issue

The initial thought as to rip the bits 'n' kibbles
I kick ass more than a little, my rhyme
Your mind's a vegetable when I hit you
like I should do, bringin' Noyz to my acquittal

Wit no discrepancy, I rip MC no referee
Devil me, can't let him get the best of me
Wit accuracy, attack an MC
Spittin' I emptied the M-1 from the M-P

Wit no apology, unload on property, causing atrocity
At a rapid velocity, mental artillery, military
After you battle me call me majesty for mastering
The art of fastening, grappling, locking down this rapping

Tackling the majority, with authority
than minority, S-T got seniority
Rhymin' since and quality
college degree

Kill out to all the enemy, we all a dem
Kill out to all the enemy, don't matter if enemy or friend

Doc ain't nuttin' but the truth, when I get bent
It's possible that I'm mad, I'm blind, deaf, and mute
To all you shit poppers, put money where your mouth at
I roll wit bank stoppers, Reps who whip ass

Erases coppers, mandatory, that D O C stay shittin'
Laws and to keep you hoes on my di-dick
My foes stay foes so all you jacks need to it
Doc shines, hot lines, and come and get it

And one false move, I'm to be acquitted
Aiyyo, we gang bangin, through the tri-state
Act up, my MFC have to bury ya
Ain't nuttin scarier, a five-foot eight nigga

Holding the big toast, make yo chest shake
I cut niggas like class and glass from dirty
through these streets high-speed at full throttle
Ghetto models, so what the fuck y'all tellin me

cats wit raps, wannabe felonies
Fuck sellin trees man, I smoke too
I lay my raps, get my traps, then I the dutch
Y'all niggas boast too much, about the you got
I hope the money save ass when the shit get hot

Lidu Rock

Many think I ain't got it in me 'cause I'm
It could be because I'm
But I'll you up like Henny and Remmy
If any of trash, I'll scream, "Gimme"

To any who it hard to get away like Tim or Penny
Semi-auto, with a swift into track, it cracks
And morse code, I'm sendin' smoke signals
That's how my be

Tactics, I crack piece are
Ask peeps, what kinda drama do the Bummy Jab
He'll tell ya, the boy 'cause Heltah Skeltah
I got the block and hot like your beyotch when I felt her

So don't fuck wit my head, got static I'm buckin' you
I'll bend body like Craftmatic Adjustable Bed
Fuck what you said, for I got nuttin' but lead-o
And stop fuckin' me why Ruck cut his dreads
It's up in the air, we from here to where you rest at
In a jet black, expedition fishin' to get get back

out to all our enemies, we killin' all a dem
Kill out to all our enemies, no if it's enemy or friend

My militant mind's impervious to
Maintain in the rank, glorious in division
Cartel-N-MFC in collision
The scene could get bloody, two teams with one

I stomps through the crack of mother Medina
Push to stack funds for my mother Dina
Rustee Jux-man, Brooklyn
Some say it's rap, some say legendary

The pack that run me, attack with guns swiftly
My young legion niggas got smacked on
Cold mashin', blastin', steady mobbin'
I rose to large dealin' from petty robbin'

Well it's the five-eight, hands I'm brothers for ransom
generation down to the seeds of your grandson
And blow off like a handgun, hittin' at random
Damn son, got love for singin' my anthem

I amp them, my raps spectacular
Forever clappin' the rapper that's bitin' like he
You see what to all of these fake rhyme fashioners
I disaster to niggas that's claimin' they done mastered the

Art, who's the next on my chart to
You know I swim wit the shark, why niggas wanna start
Big gram and knee low, stay on the
Rollin in the back of the fat Ex-P-O

Well it's the lazy-eye criminal, nines the minimum
In the gat cabin, Tek we it happen
You just rappin, bitch get bitch smacked when
You start yappin, get your shine snatched for

extorted, like an IRS audit
You never bust that gun, so why you bought it?

See you came home frolic, but you show love
Like the try to get close and lay down bugs
Try to skate but got on, you had to lay
Didn't know niggas got E's and PK's

Me and my crew ride up and down St. James like a pack of Great
shit changed, see y'all niggas take your gold frames
Spit in your face and I'm a have to flames
Out your ass for tryin to laugh and play games
(Word up)

We ain't Connecticut, even sweatin' it
Pack up bags bitch, come with some better shit
Son them niggas home right now, for real regretting it
I don't want to be y'all, when we see y'all I'm it

on my dick so much I brought a saddle
We can take it to the
(Word up, up)
your heat, battle

For your seven-forty Beamer, wit your Kima in it
If you platinum you can me through Manhattan while I hit it
Everywhere I go, I let 'em Starang's the shit

Over thousand fans and ain't never had a hit
William H. is the name, the click
Y'all niggas takin' us out? Y'all the shit

Retreat, retreat, all boys, retreat
Force come to take over
Retreat, retreat, all boys, retreat
Magnum come to take over

P, you better recognize, I be wreckin' guys
Fuckin' cockroaches breathin' up your pesticides
Like D-Con, see be on some shit from day one
Spray at funny style niggas who actin' gay son

Ruck the paper, you could turn to page one
Butt-fuckin your wit a mothafuckin' gauge son
Who said that? Ruck said wack shit, aiyyo dead
For the headcrack, leave your face like Craig Mack

I that, niggas want beef aiyyo so get back
?Happen in? cause I'm hurtin' niggas who said that
You fuckin' wet back, smack you wit the fuck pack
have sex at, the same place I park my Lex at

The last black gene, socks
Serve the quick like servin' fiend rock
Understand the scene is locked, when you bolt
Hit em in the throat, ride 'em like the jet colt

the jungle, it's another rumble when I set it so free
And from his body back to the OGC
I never heard of that nigga, in the first
I hit him in the place, hid the waste

Need a replacement killa, hustle dope shit so I'm a dealer
So for real-a, on wit the nine mill-a
Straight a nigga guillotine shit
come off the ?lean? wit one stroke

Two tokes from the mack
Give a two to the belly
Stop, look and acting the shot from your ass whippin'
Nigga, why you trippin', start slippin' now
keep flippin'

It's not over, not over, oh oh

Yo it was on to the next
Spit ink on a page, rage
No sugar and sour lemonade
Bing came to me in a he said "come clean"

So I and praise, I'm on my way
Gat and pick out the gate
When I see yo say, "You back up on duty?"
Yo my mouth spittin' arson, new shit is

But ain't changed, you know your range, beg your pardon
Starv Marv, I'm on the job
First rob and thug mothafuckers the knob
Be like that, when I clap time
I feel it deeply, for my niggas I behind

I rep for mine, here son the shine
Can't say no names 'cause all my is on my mind
Yo I'm all me sonny, hand me money
Ha, ha, and yo' ass here to poppa