Luyện nghe bài hát Noyd - Air it Out

[Noyd
gon'(na) die in this bitch
We to "air it out"

Verse 1]
I don't know what convinced you to the mobb
Must of bent straight of the alcohol
Once you crossed that path, with that cash
Quick, have a sick clique get up in that ass
Gold Pee with the cracks in his ass
Pretty Tone with the mack in the grass
They you then fuck your boo where she shit at
Then we profit from it, and spit it on the (track)
the world know you a bitch ass kidat (cat)
And how your own hood you where you live at
be hey all day how you let him do that
Noyd and his clique I think you get at
But don't gas your dog he ain't for that
I will spit 'em all right his fitted kiddap (cap)
Jump out with the midack (mack) on Broadway and
Right in front of thousand and put it in (effect)
I'm a pay!

- Hook 2X]
The word is out, is out
And he to Air it out
Oh y'all think it's a game, better bring those
He Gon'(na) you what a gangsta's (a)bout

[Noyd 2]
Ayo...Nigga better back up off
you got tough, huh? thun you lost me
You grind enough you're a Mr. Softy
Truly the will kill you softly
Then we see yeah who the boss be
Smoke your clique like a bag of the Hersey
How the fuck all good, Nigga the hood is thirsty
Peep the big six and you want to me
Gon' make my gun spit, niggas kill me
have my gun, sitting on your ear piece
Having your bitch please don't kill me
I owe you shit and I ain't your daddy
I own the six I own the "Navi"
And I'm sitting deep nigga sweet like candy
You niggas want you know get right at me
QB nigga that's why you can't stand me (You know . . .)

- Hook 2X]
The word is out, is out
And he to Air it out
Oh y'all think it's a game, better those things
He Gon'(na) show you a gangsta's bout

[Noyd - 3]
See we back down we go pound for pound
Tech for tech right on the block clips
Buck something leave fuckas hitting the deck
And one by one motha fuckas be dead
The word is out, is out
East coast, Weat coast to the dirty south
anybody flossin' I'm airing it out
With the nine hollow man I'm spittin' 'em out
Listen out cause I'm out for that bling
That and that chain put a bullet in your brain
Not a thing I'm a this is what I do
Go to war wuth the and eat niggas food
When I'm starvin' I'm that's how it is thun
If I'm lying I'm flying word to I love
Don't get it twist nigga cause I twist cap back
That QB gutter shit bringing it (back)

[Havoc - 2X]
The word is out, is out
And he to Air it out
Oh y'all think it's a game, better bring those
He Gon'(na) show you what a gangsta's