Luyện nghe bài hát Thun & Kicko

Yous a notebook crook with leaf beef
A criminal who pass the heat
To somebody blast the heat
Man it sound bad on the pad happened in the street
A on the vinyl an analog outlaw
A lot of gats on DAT taped southpaw
You when the mics plugged in
through the speakers like you got no sense
You're wild on the 2
Got your plaques to prove it
Your music's around the world movin
And it come right back around to the on it
Now its time to face opponent
Infamous cling to this real
where we started at
Fuck
Not because I to we want to
I love shit
The raw is I live for
To hear the sound of the crowd roar for
To see the niggas that pay rush the door
on the dance floor when they song come on
Swinging they
Ready for war but its a different of effect
Its not
They're tranced by the advance
Tranqued by the sound
Put under the
off of our shit
Now who you with them or us
love or cheap lust
QB or
Infamous til we on
You're laughing at the wrong kid I take
The fam are confidants,
I bombs that'll shatter your ambitions of being top dog
As we through the stage floor I need to bass more
So I can taste it and make y'all go AWOL and it
Say no
Brace delf nigga its on

Who you tellin
Are you or felon
Were you sounds or watchin niggas sellin
You niggas lives in your rhymes and then avoid em
You never felt the in the air from coke boiling
You never felt the razor your plate your hands achin
Yet you keep choppin cause there's to make
You never the power of invincibility
Clutchin a gun like it dun
Its him or me
At your best you wasn't hand to
No more 3 grams
What the fuck you about a ki man
You never
Lets get it right my nigga woulda stuck you
Stop dry snitchin in rhymes listen
What you to do help the guys in blue
Indict so that could be another rhyme for you
You a parasite you had a life
So you throw niggas lives in your pad at night
Its clever when you it
Spoken for a dude who never been indicted
You know the deal
The real the fake niggas kneel
And lose when you taste nigga's steel
My rhymes are it take to get a deal
That make it
I'm like BIG you can't the skill
I laced your ill like cocaine in scarface's
Your motherfuckin is basic kill
Im Cor Mega raw
Yall niggas know my Im reppin for Queens
Your minor league I'm big like Mark McGwire's deed
whole team is pussy
When I vaginas bleed
My lyrics they
I bag up coke on made of crystal
Your niggas they will you
My plated pistol got 16 shots
You can take em you
To the coffin or DAs
Surgery screamin we lost him
Life suddenly divorced and it it cost him
You want beef say no
Brace your nigga its on
We spray 4 4 s