Luyện nghe bài hát 400 Bars

Heeyo
We bout to burn the streets up with this shit
club
I want to everybody to the muthafuckin rap room
This aint a
is life!

Its been a long time get me accuainted with the world
You know how 0 my aim is
Long range snipers, clash of the titans chrome
In this 300 like lee
Snob in the bulbllegoose, riding the interstate
Where fiend put them needles in they arm and let penetrate
Leaning sideways with my fitted
With 27's on point, the paintjob are new york minute

my armor no clouds in my stones

Projects ringin by the cornerstore
Two glock on me, bang bang its the war
That was so fly, now we bought store
Screaming out thug life belve on ya heart
Money I'm involved with it, wake up and ball it
Kobe can song it, uncut raw with it
Chop bricks take ot,
We I had a goatee, I used to bag the OC

Yeah, fish scale nigga, what up ghost

Stashin by the old tree, moving by leaf
Drama let the lama lick niggas like Charles
Nigga assult me, I banana boat b r c k esses
And em in a lexus
Im sitting fat Preciouse, Christ up on the necklace
And I keep them clipse on a
Yes sir, I'm bout bar, bag and fuck em all
Bitches money and car, nigga I want it all

Yeah, to my kids nigga, I want it all

Nascar game, why the fuck I starr
Im the franchize nigga, Chris Paul
Empty out the caNNON hit ya bitch you the and AR
drop twohundred thousand and then fuck it off
King of the hell got em bitch cut raw
She the last nigga, on as if she suckin soft

Superman, yeah I'm a butter law
I put this hollowtip on inch you broken jaw
ER be fucking

Blindfold your toss her in the trunk
After the first 48 that smelling like a skunk
Its a rap, I rap, when I rap the
Dont be any mind you on tellin rap the bunks
The club nigga no capitain crunch,
This for my dog niggas that eat for lunch
Im like I aint trapped in months
So actin stunt my glock packed a punch

Or have em catch em when send the

Leave your head wrapped up months, while I passed the
To my niggas, we all rocked out up jiggas
Sometimes I be in B K, Fab on the freeway
Lincoln and I copped it off on ebay
I pop champ like its my b day, force
Under my hood its an olympic relay
My Rida on time, no delay
I a million dollars send it off to CHILE

Word to my red cross, I fuck with redcross

Im all mad EA, I'm in VA
Money with Dre and Pharrell on threeway
Them 28's thats my dj spinning shit
When I trips OT, I never winning shit
I just then cop, and then I tennis shit
and mike, yes, I'm All About The Benjamins
In for the benefits I be down in ten on six
Tell em get me a porterhouse, and ass to bind it in

Dam was good, but I'm still hungry

And I'm living it, I be out in shit
They say weezy jobbed, I'm on my bidness shit
They say Lebron, I'm on my Moe Williams shit
If T.I.P is kobe then it, I'm Derek Fissccher shit
as I'm on the starting five I'ma get it in
Cause I promised the city of Compton I get it in
I was andre, benjamin
Now I through in my dominican woman friend

She like putting on sinners in,

You sip me hills, expensive perril sell
It aint tricking, I spend money on cheap thrills
Big phantoms, sweet
Back see like a club make bitches eat pills
Take patrone shots to the purse with glock
Jay Electronica, a dome shot
So I had to it, nigga I had the killin
I was the when the waist I make the rabbit feelin

Yea keep wantin

Houseing by the subway, fillin the projects
to the mucialago or for an object
Number one prospect, the day I was drafted
Aftermath unlkeashed the fucking bastard
respect none of you niggas get in the castket
Talking ratchets, never touched a fucking
Drama is tragic, put it in the plastic
88 bars an running, it whith my other classics

Drama you should have these niggas, I'm bout to killem

Yeah trash baggin, is crack
And I know you been feenin for this, come get your
I do it for the nigga, fuck them placks
Aint on no beef shit, but its fuck the rats
And I'm in New York, I set a bunch of traps
Put the g's they can see it, and if you stunt, you clap
Catch em in the club, thats when I em flat
Nigga get up after that, go get a bat

I you bout this fucking rats

They snitch and bend over to catch
No matter how you look at it I fucking rats
Get my bottle of Ciroc and I the cat
Sit watch the nba play or some rolla back
fat, yeah, all I do is stack bread
In the hood on the war like a fathead
Two on your back one sack, yeah
my block and you niggas cant trap here

Unlkess you get clapped here, head wrapped yeah

Im killing niggas, I should have a tattes
your death, toast bottles and clap beers
Its gon be a cold summer, come through like
The red phantom bullshittin, the 25 steeb
The B S H just blaze in muthafucka
The outside, the caves in this muthafucka
I let off a couple straighs in this muthafuck
Fuck that. kinda get laid in this

Yo, your friends to get wit my friends

Yeah, meet me in the parking lot, license aftermath
Between me now and fuck 50, wouldnt snitch for halve his
If he wastn such a bitch, nobody woulde to blast
Still his down in jacksonville, dont make me to rap your jack
Cause I rather be in Saint and packin bag
With bitches dat French, how you say, catch a cab
I dont trip Euros, I dont trip
Im balling ball bitches, till I knock em all

Like the 93 Pac, I Get

Cuffles by the staircase, crack backdoor
Navigate my way down to the south, I used to hoe
Harlem way to moving packs yo
Might lost a couple friend, but I got my gat though
Blast foes, my rap goes can never my cash flow
Had a Nike box of hundreds, when I was in that
But now I up in the truck with the crash board
With the mag low, get you you ask for

Sometimes I can be a fucking

In the bake with my mask on, look at this nigga
Dont take your mask off, bitch empty out the cah draw
We on a mission, but we dont give fuck
Cause if we it out, bigger house bigger truck
Im in a strip with a glock, nigga what
Give me your bitch, she got a cuter and bigger butt
I aint gon do shit but champaigne on her
Hit her the back and watch half of the laker game on her

Dont put the on, too many cunt stains on it

When to train on her, carl toon
Have em tatoo my name on her, Trek 2
You know what, fuck it too
Put a little around it then take it home and pound it
Helicopter outside, nigga I'm
spot in the jungles till the fuckin feds found
Mama your son got a public
I got 5 million in the and the couches

Dont me think about we got camels dogs and guns

Aks pompey, he was there he can it
Throw it in the on some oscar the grouch shit
A bunch of green popped out is, to revouse shit
Settle down the Mississippi got her south click
And my niggas like, we aint know all this
And any nigga snitch, got his fuckin mouth fixed
You get 25, he get his fucking throat
Cut em like filet mignon and throw em off the boat

em to the shark then dock the yacht

Oil in the water, the ocean so thick
Time to off this niggas on some trench coat shit
Its a war, real life, Grand Theft
Catch you in the streets fuck you up and hit man next
Come through off retarded shit, just grand text
my dogs at, tellem I crazier then DMX
Lazier then chinese eyes, when I'm that
Blueberry, I aint with a muffun sack

Roll up the sauer d's if you want em nigga

I split open the dutch, then I'm that
You should get a fight with California, fuck with that
Thats all you, go ahead, hop in the truck that
Take it down in Cashville and hit Buck with that
Dont nuthin' back boarder patrol cuffin that
I trying see the pen, and have to get my knuckles wrapped
I up real owly, keep lunchin fags
Its easy, you rap niggas my punchin bag