Luyện nghe bài hát Giant Size

* unedited The PJ's soundtrack is clean

[Intro: Chip Banks of American Team]
Aiyyo, y'all wanna do a track wit us or some shit?
We the dollar boys club.
What you got a hundred thousand for us? The fuck's
Three rings and a cut or some shit?
Aiyyo, Cream Team, baby.
hitters, New York City Giants.
Gamble for plots and 4 better for spots and things of nature.
Pop off.

[Superb of American Team]
I don't rock wit hoes, I Optimos
Your ship gold, but only copper sold
Perb got flows, everybody and God
Fuck a bitch for two dimes, she got to cop
Used to be a thug, now he wear cop
Try to come to the hood and we shot

[Chip of American Cream Team]
I don't care who you got a deal wit or who you wit
Banky'll run up in your session and shut you down on real shit
Till the be like (Chill, kid)
That's word to Abola Perrione, dem not know who deal wit
Banks, uh-huh, slash Banky
Got the whole world callin Flex tryin to me
Said New Jack City 2, Banky B. Nino, push a 2000

Sin of Killarmy]
These rap icons, mass spit out of cons
a bigon, rely on ion in my python
We squeeze off, disc when we piss
Resort this, gun powder coverin wrist is
Shotties say, "Fuck!", my name
damn well, I'm hurtin the same
What part of the game you
Kid, I'm sayin, yo, months ago you was on
You fallin short now, chasin a don, money ain't loned
Faggot fuck, bag him, him in the back of my truck
strip him and him up for actin up
Be slitherin, hit him in the again
Broke the code of honor that we in
the whole click, is never when
but that

[Chorus:
Aiyyo, there it go again, shit, just rep
Show me ya holdin kid, ya rep when we rollin
Worldwide, niggaz look live, cream by a land slide
Settin up to son, won the grand
Stand up, why? it came from? Accord and the 5
the name from? Read the Rob, yo
Yo, while we handglide, lye
Chill, ya better recognize, 'cause it's cut out for big shit, Giant

[Polite of Cream Team]
Yo, we from the ghetto, the land everythin is real
was tough, days came hard as steel
Still we played the field like witout contracts
Broke the and the fans far beyond that
Comin to America, now we places (uh-huh)
New faces in the hood, and they (uh-huh)
>From all the squeezin, they callin the
We battle in ya PJ's or battle in the becon!

I kick vocals at the top of my lungs,
Playin cards, young wildin on dunns with guns
Remmy doctor, old man jams voice of Hoffa
Chill, shorty up at the opera (Battle in the becon!)
Uncle got the Kangaroo, the Kangaroo, boo
Start cursin out white shoes, you wild
Howl wit a growl start barkin at crowds
He like he got shark skin now

[Kingpin of Cream Team]
I my hookers with G-String, Liz Clairborne
Don the King, hustlin, nigga Don I
Exquisite, a radiant, chemist
American Cream Team, billion spenders
Strip boutiques, advantage, get on
We too strong, the menace, to lose con
Yachts we cruise on, money that's too
out a check book, coupon, purchase the Yukon

[Outro:
It's never a game, stop playin, stop playin (repeat to fade)