Luyện nghe bài hát 61909

Yeah, up
1998 bout to set it
ODM, Mr. Shadow on
Got up in here
Yeah, what's up I said make money
Make money money
Hey yo Shadow through

[Mr.
I'm about to you bounce Mr. Shadows' in the house
I care about the fame making money's all that counts
Headed south now you there's a party goin on
ODM got's those bottles of Don Perron

It's a mexican thing that we to your city
619 909 homies tell me 'Are you Me'
Bumping Side with the Brown Bride through these city streets
With phat ass rides and homies with that heat
From undearneth, I got that DP with a twist in
on an instramental start rhymin
I'm climbing to the level 80 proven
I'm so fucked up Shadow tell what facing

[Mr.
A of shows
A gang of
When I step in the door
Everybody knows that I becoming my flows
I'm the one is known for my sickness
down my hitless, now tell me if you're with this

[Mr.
Now raise up
Who you be what you
619 909 staying true to game
Mr. Shadow ODM through with the sickness
Clock a grip load a clip cause I trip with a

Now ODM make you bounce like Skate in the 98
He won't to make the scrilla before it's to late
Us got to stick together quit hittin on the next man
Get a plan and flip the grand
And watch me clown cause my shit is legit
7 years in this bitch and still out those hits
And it don't and it don't stop, til my album drops
Now I'm that fool brought mexicans to hip hop
I brought the pattern of browns and introduced the new
And now I'm down to put it for the underground
A playa with the hit one time
Shadow let nine shine if they find time to step out of line
And I ain't no manners, just provin I'm the baddest
And what we do is creeping the night
Like the devils get at us and if you think you got that bomb
You're fuckin with the wrong cliq fools be on

[Mr.
I thought you knew I was staying true to the scene
Blowin up raps nation wide here people scream and clap
that bald headed fool ain't no room for the drama
It's all about the show state to states makin
I gonna drop it like gernades, the spot like if I was from Bed Rock
Dependin on my cause my life depends on hip hip
And it don't stop til I come up, on a grip Billy Gates
Mr. Shadow and ODM at the for 98
Straight swiggin on that of the don huh
We carry on to the limit and huh
We just some mothafuckas staken paper like the tribune
Now why you want to get sick if you know I'm always with you
Make you panic like your nena I'm coming
Like got you duckin, like the law I got you runnin
And now you I'm the man with the plan
Let me hear you yell my name, 619 909 stayin true to the