Luyện nghe bài hát Slink Capone: Nation Riders

Chucks to gators, great to
quit the to make the paper

who a gangster can't be a banker
ya gotta make ya money in large

shut ya mouth, you ain't spittin no signs
you talkin bout swallowin mine

when the mic on, Slink Capone for the job
''cause you know I'm fully

a lotta niggas wanna know what it to make
the pretty bitches sell bodies from state to state

you all caught up in the hype Wayne Loc say
try the again, ''cause it ain't yo day

you wanna in head first, but you don't know the game
now got you for ya scratch and ya Rolex chain

even if ya out a hole in the brain
muthafucka, you better throw them thangs

Nationwide is the clique, and we the funk
snatch a hatin ass punk and make him ride in the

no denyin us, we the livest
and we let the muthafuckin iron rust

anybody wanna get served, up
and if you with us, get behind us

Slink Capone, Murda One, Playa on that ass
get the cash, see in platinum we trust, nigga

I put a punk bitch in a for trippin
on my Crippin and we known for dippin

don't try to and get caught up in the wrong position
ya hard head, you think you too grown to listen

only GOD really how long we livin
unforgiven, but our acts be hunger

growin up in the city, made some decisions
but plugged me in, now I'm on precision