Luyện nghe bài hát Gimmewhutchagot

Yo,
Gimmewhutchagot
Come and into the realm of the X-files
Gimmewhutchagot nigga, nigga
nigga, gimmewhutchagot nigga

Get your correct, get your ammunition correct
The tactful tech technician
(Bitch)
I got a quarter key, you to try to stick me for it?
Put the loot up, the up and hit me for it?
Niggaz hang for, do the same for it
like, uh, poor the gas, blast and then bang for it

Y'all supposed to be some type of raw doggs,
around and get your shit spit like laws, nigga
Fantasies never
So you get the formula to format
Restructure and
Relax or we all

We sure we shake all
We shake or aim or flame all
A bitch tried to play me nothing's really real
Like I ain't really real and I ain't really got
(Bitch!)
I make you hot like ten tons of rocks
The Juggernaut crackin' niggas cinder blocks, nigga

Gimmewhuthcagot nigga, get blazed, get shot,
We make it hot nigga raw, my Barshawn
Kurupt with the auto metal cock and
I ain't got time to see you saw

Beat back mothafucka before I crack jaw
This about nothin' but life and law
killin' me
What you me for?

Now how you gonna let my looks deceive you? My raps is
I kicks shit that would amaze you, daze you
Y'all my rhymes is voodoo, for the first time comin' through
Ain't been a minute yet, already wanna eye-screw
Plottin' to pop you, you don't me duke
The one shoot, you all mad 'cuz I'm spendin' loot

you all broke ass niggas been tryin' to scoop
See I done paid my dues, be fooled by the pretty boy image
'Cuz get blasted up in less than a minute
It's Barshawn and Kurupt, y'all gonna it
'Cuz when I bless a track, I spit in it
So how you do it, rappin' or gun-clappin'

Either or, it could
Kurupt, the glock to his mouth for they gappin'
I bet next time you stay in a child's
This is Rome talkin', you don't relate
If you can't hold the weight, then debate
Pushin' crates, headed upstate with plates
(Check it out)

Gimmewhuthcagot nigga, get blazed, get shot,
We make it hot nigga raw, my nigga
Kurupt with the auto metal cock and
I ain't got to see what you saw

Beat back mothafucka before I your jaw
This ain't about but life and law
killin' me
What you ice-grillin' me

You all fiend, daydream for I've seen
gleam for the drop-top I be in
You wanna end my life, my niggaz ain't
If so happen you did
Where the fuck you the rest at?

We got that too comin' through a to two
Blazin' they tapin' you and your boo
All at the revenue stand, we was a crew
Mad tight, but that's life, I learned the
cats that you roll with will split your game

See, I'm in it for the
Nigga, the fame
(Nigga, the fame, mothafuck the fame)

I play the nickel plated position, get
Popes just pause, I rise my doggs
And collar impact and enthrone
Gone, the dome and then blown
I heard raw before I saw raw
Mack milli's, 11's and four-four's

Me and my nigga
What you got on your shoulders?
The gettin' colder
Me and my Deion's hittin' corners
I got a beam on you chest
Fuck and get your fuckin' chest right

I spreads bad news
Bitches get like the blues
Blowin' dicks like
Launch missles, pop like pistols
And confuse, misuse,
Abuse, buy the

'Cuz I refuse to chill EP
I prefer to get high live the DP
You ain't raw nigga, you more subtle
Fuck you and your rebuttal, you laid in a
It's a storm, reform your label form
Keep or keep drippin' in the twist of the swarm

nigga, get blazed, get shot, nigga
We make it hot raw, my nigga Barshawn
Kurupt the auto metal cock and draw
I ain't got to see what you saw

Beat back mothafucka before I crack jaw
This ain't about nothin' but and law
killin' me
What you me for?

Kurupt, young
Coast, East Coast, nigga
Raw

nigga, get blazed, get shot, nigga
We make it hot raw, my nigga Barshawn
Kurupt the auto metal cock and draw
I ain't got to see what you saw

Beat back mothafucka I crack your jaw
This about nothin' but life and law
killin' me
What you ice-grillin' me

nigga, gimmewhutchagot nigga