Luyện nghe bài hát 36

Bitch we be that that's right
Number two boo boo straight (Yeah)
I smoke ganja with a rasta
Move like Frank you will die a hassa
Move like die like a martyr
Hell of a choice when you a Lamotta
get some hoes in the hot car
How far is we away, Not far
The greatness claim, not all
Are not, we are juggernauts
Me El, we
Like a Che Guevara and Fidel
Castro, cash flow, car of females
Bad hoes, we in the DR
Any rapper boy gettin' out of line
I pray the preacher him to the goddamn ER

I spit them rap tunes like Hee-Haw
Cocaine flow no re-rock
Take a snort for yourself shawty, "He raw. See he raw!"
That's you shawty go on your nose off
Then put the news in the Tom Brokaw
'Cause of you shawty met a bad bitch out of
Brooklyn and that Brooklyn straight got broke off
Yeah she called her homegirl from the BX, freaky lil 'Rican brought X and we
months later brought 'em down to Atlanta
And let 'em style on the that's right yeah we flex
Heard she got a baby daddy and a
Acting aggy runnin' round talkin' yeah he plexed
Nigga better for a ho like he
Tebow though, 'cause right now he stay losin' The Jets

And I around like I got a 36" chain
And I walk around like I got a 36"

Bitch we be shit that's right
Light a flare put thumbs in the air high five
I came for the stash box that
I been for this all my life
3 AM and I'm still not
Still still away from fading, crazy
Psilocybin, why the ride so
Dribble this spit till the street wavy
The bliss and shit magician
Get to
Not too tall dark and man
But I talk dark for man
Spend grands of zombies
Folded
Yes I bag the
Anyone object to the styles, get a smile and a hand

(Peep that) Felonious in the place of an angel
that buckshot back to the table
Been a veteran, earthbound
Try to say get a face full of staples
Woke up and the air smelled like maple
If you straight from New York you relate
If you come straight from place stay too
Me and got the whole map held safe

Be it NYC or the ATL
the ceilings of heaven to the gates of hell
We murder death killed every stage we
Homicide times two warn yourself, El

Anybody looking for trouble better self med
We could double dutch in a minefield, hell
Just the temperature, break beat minister
River-dance cleats on face for the finisher