Luyện nghe bài hát Chinatown

Yeah, how many hitters can stand the
is only a test now
What we told you it was
We in front of the
And in of the scenes
So you gon' do now

Bitches front on me
But know not to to me
I keep ten
Ten rotts up in of me

Like sprayin' sumin', like they sayin' sumin'
I gets my bark on I'm DMX or somethin'
My reach is Louis stiff eighty-four
Your's is like Evander seventy-seven

to Taebo, I'm thirty two and O
When I catch a knock out bring the cops out
Two for spots, I tear the rocks out
Pop the tops out clear the spot out

or bitch, you don't want no problems
My revolver is a quick problem
Don't never I'm slippin'
Bitch, I ain't dumb, I carry a stun gun inside of my bun

Hatin' ass niggas, I treat you like a
Strap on a fake dick and you where you shit
I got warriors that's three felons
Leave ya swellin', leakin' from ya melon

And it ain't no tellin' the bodies start smellin'
Somebody took the story and sold it to Kelly
The guns and thing you sing bring 'em out
Like I thought havin' a gun drought

I'm a
I rhymin' for the cash
relax and let my niggas
Get in ya ass

All ya'll niggas is narrow, straight
Nigga Banger make you swallow the barrel
I ain't tryna battle on a ground or gravel
Through four the hollows travel

I got nines, more tangled lines
Who wine and dine with Bris get in line
I fight like I rhyme, thirsty to shine
jack mine, I'm one of a kind

Die slow, y'all is dust like pyro
You with your eyes close, might as well be blind fold
See how much my nine blast my one
Dos tres to the cuatro cinco, reload

How you want it, or gut? You soft like baby butt
When these Brooklyn niggas come threw their jewels they
For what, intimidated how we hop out the
Or the S Jag, y'all niggas straight fag

This is for my niggas who never have shit
Ridin' round town with gun in
Copped out the ten but only had six
All the ghetto hoods with one bad bitch

This is for my who ain't never have shit
Settin' niggas up for all stashes
Love cats Roleys and Carti glasses
Nasty who take it in they asses

I ain't gotta tell y'all niggas I'm from
I ain't never tell no when I cum
I'm far from a lame you will see me run
You know how we do it beef jump it

the gang max out the squadron
Nine team, Mack 11 mobs men
Who said we ain't rich, Kim's bling a fortune
Queen Bee niggas anything crawlin'

From now on it's on when I catch you niggas
Any fresh event you can bet niggas
Betta town catch a flight in the mornin'
Get the cold out ya somebody 'bout to die

niggas got beef three, niggas got to go
Hit em all in the row tic tac toe
Where you start is you finish at
y'all the meanin' of fam, remember dat

This is for my who ain't never have shit
Ridin' round town with gun in
Copped out the ten but only had six
All the ghetto hoods with one bad bitch

This is for my who ain't never have shit
Settin' niggas up for all they
Love cats with and Carti glasses
Nasty hoes who take it in they