Luyện nghe bài hát Riotmaker

[Tech
This song is dedicated to Brian B'zl
and all of the 57th Rogue Dog Villians
Riot Makers.

This one right here's for the Makers!
The moshers! The stompers! The breakers!
We gon start shit off right!
We got in the house tonight!
We gon this shit off right! (Off right!)
We got Tecca in the house tonight! (Come on!)

This is the for riders and thugs
in body bags, Zippers and violence and drugs
Poverty, a bunch of minorities die in the
They say my music's makin 'em lose it, I write it in
is my music for all my people missin my music
Keep to it, and like I said, get a pistol and use it
Satan shot my homie Maintain with a missile and it
for the industry, he was one of the truest..

I don't know why they keep pumpin somethin
in the music when it be bumpin
it's crunk and it's haterific
Throw your set up in the air is all the DJs really wanna
when it over is bloody and Satanistic
Killas from everywhere listen to me I be bustin shit
i'm turbulence, some get nervous when I arenas
promoters in Honolulu don't wanna see me
'cause they say that Somoans will riot on Nina 'cause I'm a..

MAKER! That's if you don't know... I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! mosh at my shows... I'm a..
MAKER! And I come out bustin... I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! MAKER! I don't give a damn about nothin!
I'm a sly dranker... I'm a skyscraper..
maker

Hop in a pit fa sho!
You push, you shove, you get elbowed!

Back on 'cause for Fat Tone and Mac Dre
all of the soldiers who got on that day
All my people's thats in prison
is for you so wont you listen to the shit that I'm spittin?
Fuck the law man the government they'll yo ass up
They'll do everything in their to get a fast buck
No right or wrongs, just killer bees out for honeycomb
But you'll find out, when you bind out, you can be free if money long
been to one of my shows? Yeah, it might be crazy
In Ohio, that got a little too hyphy, baby
Stage diving and crowd surfing couldn't back
But they dropped her, now she's with her skull cracked
Now when happened, it wasn't even during my set
They wanted me to give a sign to post up the debt
Travis told me we got papers, I thought he was playin..
This bitch is suin Tecca for a hundred grand! 'cause I'm a..

MAKER! That's if you don't know... I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! They at my shows... I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! And I out bustin... I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! RIOT MAKER! I don't give a damn nuthin!
I'm a sly dranker... I'm a skyscraper..
maker

Stand if you frightened!
Yeah! Get back we fightin!

I'm a skyscraper..
That's why in my path is trynna get a little piece of my paper
Man I swear, the Nina will never them, plug them
when I'm rollin with Skatterman and Brim!

It's Skatterman, cat, Music's black sheep. (Why?)
'cause I'm still countin money off the streets
Every city, show, I got to pack heat
This ain't no fucking rap song, check my rap
I'm one of a kind, one into nine
Blow head of your shoulders, dog, it's nothin but time
And I never raise my voice. You a bum, why I holler on you?
With a I can drop a couple dollars on you
Sss..sss... sick them on you
Killers bustin out the of Impalas on you
A made man in the streets, I made
lyrics about my life, dropped an album, and made fans
Now I'm chillin on tour with the redhead
Do 57 in a three month summer
Any deuce bitch ass nigga fuckin Tech
gonna be found in some with his nuts in his neck

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Like you ain't know, we put it down this
Snug Brim, City, Missouri, uzi,groupies,doobies, and fins
Suzy Qs ain't no for the sin
So watch tongue, if you whoofin get ta shootin up at you and your bitch
You just assume you the shoes, they ain't fit
You never knew that I lose you off in the section with dude in the ditch
Whether reppin dog, or movin them bricks
I keep it gutta little homie, look my records, see I'm it big
As you can tell I ain't no regular nigga... I'm filled star qualities
Gone end up with bitches thats naked... and the bra swallow me
always solo, you can't fake it.. so don't try ta follow me
You still can't get up on your feet... You right back where you ought to be
I see you failin 'cause Strange got it locked boy
Invest yo stock boy, City hot boy
really fuck a hata, smoke some weed, get ya paper
You can see me now or later, muthafuckin Maker. 'cause I'm a

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RIOT MAKER! That's if you know... I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! mosh at my shows... I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! And I out bustin... I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! RIOT MAKER! I don't a damn about nuthin!
I'm a sly dranker... I'm a skyscraper..
maker

We will... shut this muthafucka
We will... tear up your town!

1985... Six, six, triple eight, forty six, ninety nine, three..
Welcome... to Everready..
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