Luyện nghe bài hát Gargoyle Serenade

Scrapin the pavement with his knuckles, gorilla like it
Run a check, bet you they say he livid
He got a voice out there mayne! He wear a muzzle
West fixture, disrespect him you in trouble
Niggarish nigga, dig that with a
Broccoli in the air, gathered up in a
'Bout to blast off - like a shuttle
RealHustlersUnite.com, in the struggle
Cain't be weak, earn your keep
Gotta stay woke while else asleep
Cause they dusty mayne, they dirty mayne, they'll try and
Creep up on you from beind and make yo' leak
yo' back, and yo' front
Gotta the kind of guns that hunters use to hunt
Braveheart, not a
It can go at any time, be prepared for funk
I was built for shit, seen cats get peeled in this shit
for either flappin they lips, or warrin a chick
Either that or they snitch or owe somebody chips
Used to flick and pitch, fucked around and got rich!
So focused ferocious, man I don't know if y'all noticed
I'm tryin to bubble like it's funky like halitosis
Stanky gritty no pity, it's a killer in city
On the ave where it's mannish, up with the many

Uhh! Back from a leave of
Got the block pregnant, now it's havin
All boys, not girls the Braxtons
Sellin that white like the
On the track like a weave! as fuck, geeked
Got a pint of there oil and a zap of broccoli
And I a bitch WOULD, try to slide through I'm ready
I'ma him back in a box and I ain't talkin 'bout a Chevy
I'm totin somethin heavy, that'll fuck a UP!
A cinnamon roll, look like a snake up
Ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka, the hundred round drum
WOOOOOO, the amba-lambs, they come
Flatlined, cryin, "My baby was an angel sir!"
But little did she know that her lil' was a finagler
A robber, a thief, a stealer, always into
A peeler, runnin, from the po'-po' and the soil, he had it
BEOTCH!