Luyện nghe bài hát 61909

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

[Mr.
I'm about to make you Mr. Shadows' in the house
I don't care about the fame money's all that counts
Headed south now you know there's a party on
ODM got's those bottles of Don Perron

It's a mexican thing that we bring to city
619 909 tell me 'Are you with 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
Throw on an start rhymin
I'm climbing to the level 80 toxication
I'm so fucked up Shadow tell what facing

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

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

Now ODM will make you like Skate in the 98
He won't hesitate to make the before it's to late
Us fools got to stick quit hittin on the next man
Get a and flip the next grand
And watch me cause my shit is straight legit
7 years in this bitch and still out those hits
And it don't quit and it don't stop, til my drops
Now I'm fool that brought mexicans to hip hop
I brought the pattern of browns and introduced the new
And now I'm down to put it down for the
A playa with the hit one time
Shadow let that nine shine if find time to step out of line
And I servin no manners, just provin I'm the baddest
And what we do is creeping the night
Like the get at us and if you think you got that bomb shit
You're fuckin with the wrong 619909 fools be on

[Mr.
I you knew that I was staying true to the scene
Blowin up bustin raps nation wide people scream and clap
It's that bald headed ain't no room for the drama
It's all about the show state to states dollars
I gonna it like gernades, rock the spot like if I was from Bed Rock
Dependin on my rhymes cause my life on hip hip
And it don't stop til I come up, on a grip like Billy
Mr. Shadow and ODM at the for 98
Straight swiggin on bottle of the don huh
We carry on to the limit and huh
We just young mothafuckas staken paper like the tribune
Now why would you to get sick if you know I'm always with you
Make you panic like your when 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 true to the game