Luyện nghe bài hát Maniac Ridaz

1]
I'm gangsta
Representin my
be the name
702 through yo hood
Putting slugs all up in your brain
All up in yo
I'm a fuck
I be the one gunnin for fun
Sin City with a ??
You can hang the Sin City gang
no
I'm dirty
the heat in my hand
Stay bumpin when I'm
All to the curbin

Wonderin why the keeps turnin
I'm creepin and callin homies
Up on it and you callin for

But nobodys
Now he suspect of a bloodbath
And I left him dead 'cause nobody
doggy dogg bringin heat everywhere that I go
'cause a gangsta like me bust back
And a bulletproof vest on my chest in case blast
that I'm ridin
Wearin all black wit a hard hat hangin low my eyes
And the briefcase right by my
9-milla and a chrome .45 and I know
That all of my
Heard of this gangsta necks
Runnin all night with a jet 9
In a killin up your whole set
Givin a damn a strap in my hand
Unloadin on every that I can
up playas in Las Vegas
And erasin hataz is the masterplan bitch

So know gon' do
When we hit sticks
And hit your
Like maniac ridaz

So sick and do shit to you Ripley's believe
We got other sick tricks
Hidden up our
So just pass the

Pass the
us the PCP
And you see

How we pull out of our hat and bust caps
And make you bitch ass take foreverlong naps

2]
I twist 'em up like a
tasmanian
Crack a
Devlish like that evil Damian
Cuttin
I'm startin like Fox
Doom juice with roots
I'm rippin loops apart
I'm with the doom
Infected the plague
Got a bitch to my wounds
My is dead
Pay attention, then I rinse with siccmade niggaz

That'll kill a bitchmade
Twist 'em a french braid nigga
Jump on the
I'm meetin Bin Laden
You betta jump on your cellular
And your mama

'cause aint nobody make it home
all drama
As I out that motherfucker
I geroni-MO
But you don't hear me
At 30,000 up in the air it's impossible

See I'm nigga
land in a bitches yard
Dick hard to cut through
A pack of and in barge
And get my on
Up in her
I don't need her
'cause I aint gonna let her
I stay with it
And come with it
After I with that bitch they know Eklypse did it

3]
I'm fresh out the jail
Just from an anger management program
I to punish niggaz
your roll like a traffic jam

It's that nigga with a frown turned upside
I keep it rough style
I the walk
I the talk
It aint that punk Banner
It's the hawk
Chokin bitch out
But I it gangsta with the sawed-off
body hard off
Your motherfuckin be tore off
Gotta keep it
Because we dog bitch
Got fingers

with triggas that'll scratch em
And load 'em up 'em
And let bitch niggaz it
Ghetto
My claws 3 loaded
That'll rip your ass like
When I'm on OE and Listerine
A grousome
Send him home and get shot in the
Have your bitch ass a stick
Just to with his death
Now 1 plus 1 2
Thats what I
And many bitch niggaz hang other bitch niggaz
I got him now I'm after you
I put it in and do him
So hop your bitch ass in this
Make no
Yeah you dead
I take his across the foggy lake
No
Bing the
And the tape
just another flat-footed cop
Closin a murder case
I playin no games
And I speakin in riddles
But you niggaz is and colorful
Like a bag of
All my skrilla and bits
Always pack
It's kinda
And thug niggaz appear like
Off my whistle
season if the sickness
You must

I reveal the strongest
I hit yo block and leave you wicked
Some niggaz call me a

I see the future livin grousome
Creep up on a snake ass nigga like an
Sin City Dark