Luyện nghe bài hát Stomp Em Out

The midnight murder two cop on my heat
Walk the with a motherfuckin straight face
Little flip the script huh
on any punk ass or bitch
The brown skin buddha sucker little motherfucker
I in Juvenile Hell (yea yea)
I got the shit that make you catch a body quick
Fuck em up em down Queensbridge style
Street thug my title neighborhood partygoer
Noreaga was my (yea)
So what you wanna do
My knuckle game brought me fame in the hallways
I got mad props, for killin
Little hood, a little nigga no good
My twenty-five a ton so run
I'm back on your black ass B and it's like that

Stomp em out kid, em out (4X)

on my hoodie, when niggaz lit the Phillie
I put a fuckin cap in the neighborhood
What now, coward ass - you ain't tough
Fakin jax, I'ma call your motherfuckin
Niggaz violate get me vexed
Son got the mac, got the tec
I'm catchin baggin niggaz like deez up
Town ? the ki's, flippin G's
the way bustin pills by the fuckin pound
(??) kid, you know I got dat
Jump in the hooptie, countin up my deep
? on my vest in niggaz wanna shoot me
blazin at my ride, but I don't give a fuck
cause I retaliate, the bullshit two-five
It's only right, I represent
Sip on the E&J, straight around and get mega bent
Me and my crew, for days
Burn up the stage like a motherfuckin wave
to maintain, less stress on the brain
Niggaz try to front, but they my motherfuckin name
from the Bridge, yeah, you know my style kid
I have you shook a twenty-five to life bid

[ragga chatta - can't make it

Noyd]
Blowin niggaz out the frame, yes it's of the game
If style ain't fit, you need to flip the script
and get on it, you might think it's all about bullshit
But shit get real, with a mac and two
Niggaz a hoodie, hmm, somethin's up
Thought you a scream, and next I heard a buck
Bow, I knelt down, one knee on the
I out the glock and Twin pull out the four pound
Shit is real sprayin on the block
If you wanna carry G's you got to carry a
and go all out, get down for your crown, don't fuck
Nigga tried to front, believe me get down
and turn around get popped with the in a sec
your man got the tec to his fuckin neck
You know my style kid, you know I'm kid
Don't try to front make me flip and catch a damn bid
Representin the 'Bridge, you know how it is
My is Big Noyd, stomp em out kid

Deep chorus while Big Noyd speaks]
KnowhatI'msayin? Big Noyd in the house
Representin from the Queensbridge
My man Big Twin, knahmsayin, Vic
?? that
it goin keep it goin keep it goin
Keep it goin it goin keep it goin
Keep it goin keep it keep it goin
Keep it check it out
Shout out to my motherfuckin
We got my man ?, G
??, knahmsayin? Stomp em out, em out, stomp em out