Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Minutes

You know we drop hits, uh uh
We drop nigga, uh huh
Cash money, c'mon, get at me

Nigga thuggin' is in my and my genes
All the I fuck with, they bling bling
V.L. is my my hood, my set nigga
Uptown is the spot where you get put to the test

be 'bout unloadin' a Tec, nigga
You better protect your head, fuck the nigga
I run with the killers guerrillas and the busters
I grew up with murderers and hustlers, you trust 'em

I cut throatin' niggaz for a while now
I stay to tapin' and whoopin'
Who got plots of birds or chickens or or bricks, whatever
Click clack! I got to it, no matter

What the be
I'm my fetti, my dollars, my loot, my grip, my green
UPT 13 and CMB
Is I represent for life and I'm H O T nigga
(4 left)

Dis off the hook! Nigga never sleep
Dis bitch full of crooks, hunt for the weak
Niggaz comin' home tryin' to hit 'em a
Wanna from a quarter ounce up to a brick

Dem old niggaz, them new side niggaz
Might get loaded but do ride niggaz
They stuck in line, but after it's all over
The block jumpin' at Washington in Magnolia

They smokin' weed, they slangin' D, they sellin'
While bitches shakin' they ass in the middle of the
You It better be M A G
Or gon' get mad and never let you leave

A bill mine, 6th and Hadley
Street, Robertson and T.C.
It's on fire from the they cause
A bunch of ignorant motherfuckers camouflage
(3 left)

Yes, nigga, look
Niggaz down to the nasty, filthy, dirty
Grove, Carrington, 17 you heard me?
Need them, birdies? You should see

Prices, than the average, ki's be
We be thuggers, stunners,
Kidnap mothers, with no rubbers
What the, What is that I smell?

No, it's not but it's a dead by the canal
My grill, platinum, necklace,
Rolex, platinum, Hot Boy, ask him
Blunts, we pass 'em, guns, we 'em

We do not flash 'em we gon' blast 'em
My clothes, Rees, Tees,
Fo'-fo's, semi-automatic calicos, brr! Reload,
Let it be told, I'm from Holly Grove,
(2 left)

Look, look, look, plenty got in my Rolex
Two karats on my finger, ten around my fuckin'
It's a must that I keep my pockets fat
Got so many haters, why I stay strapped on my gat

I bust back, leave yo' bitch ass flat
that if you play with me I dress in black
That's a fact, don't make me click up with Karen and [unverified]
You head your lose that, ain't no comin' back back, I'm you

with me, your people, people gon' be smellin' you
Make me pop and throw, six gon' carry you
People have no money, they can't bury you
have no insurance, you be in the freezer a week or two

Bought insurin' yourself, cousin
Get it how you live it nigga, when they come
Gun, peel it nigga you can run cousin
Gun get hit and you get stung cousin', stung cousin
(I you got the message)