Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Da Fam

This for the family

For the dynasty, a

it out, yo

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

Squeeze hammers t'il nail me, fuck what niggas tell me
scholar, keep firin' is what they tell me
Drug chemist, thug be named Memphis
Straight da borough of dem B.K. niggas

we rob for the fun of it, hustle for the drug of it
Rap money in rubber-bands, just for the of it
Straight my ghetto, we listen to heavy metal like
Desert eagles, street sweepers, loud

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

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

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

Our tracks nice, hug the block ta tract
Late night, night, mac attract dikes
I pull up, truck nice
Two guns, you know mac pack gat

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

knows yours name
And you ditched wife
Nigga gets stacked green nigga
It gets stacked chain

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

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

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

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

The, the roc, the the, the roc
(Let me talk to niggas real quick)
The, the roc, uh uh, the roc

Yo, y'all niggas truly ready for this dynasty thing
thinkin' 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 flossin'em shiny rims it is

An don't pop up in their sentences
I think you understand type of event this is
I don't think you know I young Memphis is
Or I see was so real, you add on Amil

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

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

It's the, the roc, the the, the roc
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