Luyện nghe bài hát Groovy Tony / Eddie Kane [Explicit]

Blank Face, tre 8, everybody, fuck an AK
Sell and step my dollars up to Bill Gates
PusH all limits, you lookin' timid, need to off
Punk-ass cops, tHem crackers want us witH our off
THug life nigga since '96 I to gang bang
Few years later I'm really from it, we were still
Crack off nigga, I'm squeezing 'til tHe sHell break
Fuck my image I need to drop, I need to, Blank
'Cause damage from my mecHanics, keeping two ways
Sell narcotics, I'm slanging diamonds witH pack tHen
Stack large commas, you witH your riders witH backbone
fold figures, I make deposits witH tHe gold grin
Jeans look dirty, I lift tHe CHevy tHe rims on
All bad bitcHes, tHey wanna fuck me tHe cap gone
Real life nigga, I'm in tHe stu' 'til all tHe weed
Wait long, long, I Hid tHe beHind tHe cellpHone
Y'all don't me, I want tHe money rigHt
UgH, Groovy Tony, no killer
I see tHe rigHt, ugH

YeaH, Face
everytHing out tHe safe
Crack tHe pig bank, robbin' your too
My an igloo, tHe devil in all blue, HuH
Die now go to or bring 'em tHrougH
Lot of brown 'round Here, got tHat wHite for you
And sHe swimming in water, could be double digits
tHrougH your Civic
Most die tHey Hear it, turn a nigga to a spirit
slow, oH, Hey
Hit tHe witH sHattered mirrors
around now you're Hellbound, boogie down
BullsHit I won't allow, slang a bird Hou'
Smack a nigga witH tHe
Contradicting, now you
Leave you six laying in defeat
Can you dig it?
Struck a matcH, tHey won't
Drop a nigga off, get a wHipped
fingertips, aye

Blank Face, tre 8, kill everybody, an AK
Sell narcotics and my dollars up to Bill Gates
PusH all limits, you lookin' timid, need to off
Punk ass cops tHem crackers want us witH our off
THug life nigga since '96 I tHe gang bang
Few years later I'm really it, we were still kids
Crack off nigga, I'm squeezing empty 'til tHe sHell
Fuck my image I need to drop, I need to, Face

Exactly I'mma have when the cops come
Body languages, the same as the shots rung
Hole in a thirty-eight and a
Real nigga, we all you are not one, nah
Running with the rebels, it's a three-man
the Lord and the devil
Really all I need is a pitchfork and a
If I can't proceed I resort to the metal (Blank face)
Getting high watching NBA League (Who with?)
your family at the re-pass (My condolences)
My getting colder
When I hug your mom and over her shoulder
You I got the, (Blank face)
I heard nothing, I ain't nothing
I ain't in the middle with nothin', no in between
F y'all for hating me
As I sit there while interrogate me
I'm staring at 'em the (Blank face)

Top rack nigga and the money with it huh
New bitch with me, hope the came with it, came with it
Uh, rims flying down the huh
in the morning, feds knockin' at my door huh
Toilet full of dope, while my burner high
Tell me put the gun down, I'm gon' die
I know, I know, big guns dope
Eddie little bro, hundred k, one whip, hah

Open Eddie Kane for
tryna get rich for hours
Nights like I wish
drops would fall, woo, woo, woo, woo

Yo, uh, yo, uh
Need the car no mileage
on my pallet
My full of cabbage
Came from the to the carrots
Getting dirty
Fuck different mommas
Dope between the
So you mister teacher
the paper, I ace it
Lead, they tried to it
But I'm standing
mad at everything
Nothing given, I'mma take it
On the like a hammock
the work behind the campus
Young Ruby, turn your hood a movie (Into a movie)
Gang bang it, don't it
GTA-ing, shoot the whole up
tryna sneak the K in
On the road to
you Mister Reagan
You helped them rake in
And to my uncle fucked up the family
That shit you was smokin'
I was pushin' residue lay on the
I'mma blame it on your ass I ain't gettin' whoopings
And your is in the pudding
I'm his baby, Eddie Kane
(Eddie Kane, Kane)

in the white light and we on
Is there any other smokers in
And we on
And is any other smokers in here?
And we on
Is any other smokers in here?
Keys open on the road to my heart
Dreams on the floor, bet a nigga high
And I
We're next to go, around, around,
We're next to go, around, around,