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, and hot slugs you know bleek

Squeeze t'il they nail me, fuck what niggas tell me
Street scholar, firin' is what they tell me
Drug chemist, thug nigga be named
from da borough of dem B.K. niggas

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

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

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

It's the bucks, it's the rush
You to get my ass at it
They say I think ass
Fuck how I act, as long as I stack, it's all

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

Gets crack back wit that ice
No joke wit the coke, I wips that
No doubt, droubt, gets that price
It gets that nice, when you that live

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And I'm havin' a child, is more frighting
But y'all about to is big business kid
Big bosses, cocky, and big
Come through flossin'em rims it is

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

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

the, the roc, the the, the roc
the, the roc, the the roc
You with the roc
Dynasty niggas, right like no other

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