Luyện nghe bài hát Federal

Don't know?
Yeah, another one of those potentate, dope, laid back
Mob style, yac, top of the line rhyme
Fuckin' em' that therapy, don't cha' know?
Fuckin' em' like there beats, don't cha' know?

Yeah, it's another one of those potentate, dope, back
Mob style, sippin' yac, top of the line
Fuckin' em' like therapy
Fuckin' em' like there beats, I'm just a hustler

I'm federal, justice ain't no damn miracle
Fuckin' em' up like that, puttin' in work terrible
So before you mention to to me
You better get up on my

I'm known to the as Mr. Flamboyant
Killin' off crucial
em' down mutual
Spittin' ol' playa, gangsta shit

Tryin' to maintain a grip
V-Town, California where I was born and since
1979 I a hustler on the go
Pop pos harass
Me and my Keesh I needed

Rocks groovin' at the time
So way we got out money was cuttin'
Leader not a follower, became a side baller
Put a group called the C L I C K
And I was the caller, I'm goin' federal

I'm just a hustler, I'm a hustler don't cha' know
I'm a hustler, I'm just a hustler don't cha' know

Why cha' get up on this mic
And some of that ol' gangsta shit back at em' man, would ya?

I'm on the nickels, they only made like four of
Front row at the fights
long, expensive flights
I playin' hully gully

I ain't nothin' nice on them dice
So you gamble against a hustler
I advise you to twice
Napoleon, macaroni, we serve hot pig
96, 6 big screen I bought for my kid

Livin' kind of
40 comin' through with the number
blocks and blocks away you can here the boom, blam, bumble
Full tank of petro, up the metro, I'm like
wanna get sexual cause they see me on a pedestal

Nibblin' on my jock, like my big, ol' tool is edible
you man these heifers now days is incredible
Dishin' them one time
Through dark alleys, takin' routes

over barb wire fences, ditches, puddles, crickets
Mobbin' and squadin' and guardin' bitches, check it out
and shapin' and makin' a bunch of riches
Yeah man, you can me federal

Yeah man, motherfucker be ridin' around here
In these bootsy ass cars and not man
Takin' penitentiary chances
And they even got they grin on
Ya aughta be my boy 40, while he Mr. Flamboyant

I got boys my team with the up-most respect for me
For real lunatics that's to kill for me
Way too much love in my organization, I can't afford to no loss
MC's be them wolf tickets, but I be serious as fuck boss

It's all part of the rap game and the way it should be goin'
E-40 tellin' em' like it is, shootin' the gift I be flowin'
as well go on and admit it, it's who you know
Not how good you are
Everybody and their mama wanna rap fast but I'm the

E-40 why don't you it up a lil' something and go and speak on it
Man I just be spittin' this shit to keep suckers timid
Well what about them ones don't be recognizin' ya game
Must be stuck on something either that or lame

Funny style pop or rock, naw that my forte
I'm a bunch of units underground without any airplay
Folks be wantin' to this type of shit when they roll
Man I'll never my soul
you didn't know, I'm federal

Uh, E, you still em up like, E
It's been like three years in this

Hell yeah, you know a hog me had to put the peas in the pod
Let these motherfuckers know what's goin' down in the rap
You know I'm sayin', yeah
I'm a money hungry motherfucker, you what I'm sayin'
All about my scratch, artillery, fire arms and and shit

You know like that, that's
But you know still some folks out there
try to put bad names out there for you and what not
What gotta say about that, to those type of niggas

Oh, you know what I'm sayin', I got some good for them
You what I'm sayin

I'll just get to that ol' shit for they ass
I'll just come through with some mo' shit like this here
Ya want me to drop that shit, it out

You can't stop me man, I'm money to the bank
Didn't to pull no licks, 'cause I'm makin' hits
You can't stop me man, I'm takin' to the bank
Didn't have to pull no licks, 'cause I'm hits, ha

40, I'm goin'
Young Bucksy, goin' federal
Suga-T, she's goin'
Now D-Shot, he's federal

Little Booch, he's federal
Levitti, goin' federal
The Head Point, he's goin'
Studio Time, he's goin'

Can't forget Legit, he's goin'
The whole damn click, is federal
Cel, he's goin' federal
Cavio, he's goin'

Def Daddy, he's federal
Rap Dogg, he's goin'
Mr. Flamboyant, oh that's me
livin', can't fuck with me

Yeah motherfucker, that's what's goin' on