Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Rounds

Yo
What up D?
You that from Tower Records?
What's that, let me see bag
Get the off, get the fuck off it
Come here man, the fuck I...(banging)
Like that nigga, me that man
You dead on this purple tape nigga you on that
Fuck outta (gun cock)

Raekwon: Niggas think I can't sell million?
niggas is mad
Ya'll must not know the work I put in on
For real, that's for real for (ha ha)
Represent, flick it up all day nigga,
Ya'll know my work, category is raw

Aiyo slash position
mike physician
Blow lines like chimes in the
God should vega, straight up stomp that out
What, he biting everything, his nuts
We slang like
Caught me in the outlet in
it out
Throwin thousand out
mammal get high
Float
Drop off in a Benz boat
Rear like hittin a
Cuban Linx movin in the chair, he got a ear
No question all brolic guerillas up
Whoever large a hand up
Throw a up
Let's multiply
both sides, big shit low rides, ga-lide
Everybody once
Yo Chef gonna throw ya'll free lunch
Hit the L twice, it once
Track be like a whore
Like a swelling on a
Or this rap on your jaw
I'm a freak,
Boating on the weekends, ten a
Flows spray it Clinique
Rich unique, you weak
Reek, we callin up Leek
Yo he famous like Ali feet, yo
Rap Larry Davis with a
And dis you
You a student, fuckin wit a

Chorus(x2)
Rollin like ten at a
Begin, love revolves around a thin
Go against this, mine
Lace you chase you
Let a rounds race you
Now you from brolic to a facial

Yo, ayo glass house
Yo, Fiendin fuck in a green house
Rush and cut, chain out
Blow out
like guccis in ears
Goose
Skied up, loving all my deustch
Coat for
Hundred and all day
Got my chick call her Parle'
century max like jail penitentiary
Nikki Barnes lynch me
What, fruit flavored
2000 the hype piece
Send half my out to white peeps
Wu-Tang emblem, success, make a nigga
of us stand, nine resemble
Filling out tax
Look live up in shorts
Bitches got love and
Yo, jacket, yellow
hat, mack it real mellow
New state of mind, crime Othello
Wild zoo of bitches, that's Staten
Yo we actin, Wud up we do crack thing captain
Still jackets
Mad
Out yo we cap shit, picture that nigga

Chorus(x2)

Yo,aiyo more reason
For a season, wud up shortie jaw
Baltimore bleeding
Take money, remember that gottori? son
Dripped out in all bummy
Gain you out
of my love mad shit
Now we things, the long gray shit
Luke in Barook
Cute big, fat with Luke
Lex you need that switches
Flights Iraq
Ironing my hat out, and
Connecting with diplomat
Harlem hustle connect, Iceberg varsity
well ice drool off my dick
Abe president suites, lay eventually
Pinch me, I bought head from Lewinsky
Arrest hoodlum
Strong arm that the gooden
nigga frontin, knew he wouldn't
Flexible impact rhymin
We staked out eatin all vegetables
Prosperity rhymes,
and Asians
Let's blaze niggas with the

Chorus(x2)

Yea word up, that's right ha ha
Ya'll be loving my shit, yea all the niggas
stand up, hey yo let me speak, let me
Yo this a new right here
It's the 2 with the 3 zeros, me?
It's get technical for real
Let's play the game
jus a friendly game of baseball
Ha me? Hey yo Santanna, yo
Bring that suitcase in kid
Let's count that, where it came
it came from? Rollin like ten at a time...