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 money money
money money money
Hey yo come through

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

It's a mexican thing that we to your 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 lime in
Throw on an start rhymin
I'm climbing to the 80 proven toxication
I'm so fucked up Shadow what they're facing

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

[Mr.
Now everybody up
Who you be you claim
619 909 staying true to this
Mr. Shadow ODM coming through with the
Clock a grip load a clip cause I trip with a

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

[Mr.
I thought you knew that I was staying true to the
Blowin up raps nation wide here people scream and clap
It's that bald headed fool ain't no for the drama
It's all about the state to states makin dollars
I gonna drop it like gernades, rock the spot like if I was 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 that of the don huh
We carry on to the limit and huh
We just some young mothafuckas paper like the tribune
Now why would you want to get sick if you I'm always with you
Make you panic like your nena when I'm
Like daffy got you duckin, like the law I got you
And now you know I'm the man with the
Let me hear you yell my name, 619 909 true to the game