Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Da Fam

This ones for the

For the dynasty, a

it out, yo

Aiyo, this it's for my family, we ride or die
It's in the blood the death, now aim for the sky
My blow fo show, fo doe, for only
It's money, drugs and hot slugs you bleek

Squeeze hammers they nail me, fuck what niggas tell me
Street scholar, keep firin' is what tell me
Drug chemist, nigga be named Memphis
Straight from da borough of dem B.K.

Where we rob for the fun of it, for the drug of it
Rap money in rubber-bands, for the love of it
Straight from my ghetto, we listen to heavy metal
eagles, street sweepers, loud metal

It's hit an run now, motherfuck of you
We dem niggas be in ya crib just furniture
Pop up the gun in ya
one for zero-zero M Bleek R O C dot com

This cat back at it
throwin' crack at it
Still fuckin' them crack-atics
bust 'em with them black matics

It's ain't the bucks, it's the
You to get my ass at it
They say I ass backwards
how I act, as long as I stack, it's all mathematics

Our nice, hug the block ta tract dice
Late night, club night, mac dikes
I up, Cadillac truck nice
Two guns, you know mac pack gat

that crack back wit that ice
No joke wit the coke, I wips right
No doubt, never droubt, gets that
It that nice, when you live that live

knows yours name
And you ditched that
it's gets stacked green nigga
It stacked chain nigga

I get forty G's a now
Hold Franklin's like a now
In the SL two now
And I'm in nuthin' but

I'm the female that you heard thus far
Five-five with the thirty-four bra
I fuck wit dem cats who up to par
I get niggas for cash, clothes, jeweleries, plus

I'm talkin' money, I'm talkin' bank money
I'm Martha Keats step of with the rent money
Movin' on up, two in the
ride through the block, pull up on the corna, plus

Give me an so I can take a mile
I life like a new born naked child
Bitches tryin' ta come up, wait a while
As of now, Amil-lion played ya style, you dealin' with, nigga

The, the roc, the the, the roc
(Let me to y'all niggas real quick)
The, the roc, uh uh, the roc

Yo, y'all niggas truly ain't ready for this dynasty
Y'all Blake Carrington, I'm thinkin' more like "ming
I got four nephews, and all right in
all young and wild, plus they all like things

And I'm havin' a child, which is more
But about to witness is big business kid
Big bosses, cocky, and big
Come through flossin'em shiny it is

An office don't pop up in sentences
I think you understand what type of this is
I don't think you know I focus young is
Or I see was so real, when you add on

This is much more than rap, it's entrepreneur
Clothin', movie, and films, we to conquer it all
Roc-A-Wear, eighty mill like, months
You could bullshit wit rap if you want,
it's all said and done, we gon' see what's what
Holla at Hov, be in the cut what

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You with the roc
Dynasty niggas, that's right no other

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