Luyện nghe bài hát Be Easy

Yeah, what's happpening New York
It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house
NahwhatImean? We about to get it popping, go!
Yo yo

your crew to be easy, niggaz run around
With them frowns, sell 'em on eBay
Get word to the DJ, 'em Staten Island's
In the house, put the on replay

Get nose blowned off by the fifth, uh
You be there, layin' all stiff, uh
Every you go uptown, you get jipped, uh
karma, boy, running your lip, uh

You be like you got a bunch of chicks, uh
You be at home, nigga, beating dick, uh
I'm in the club the chipped up wrist, uh
You at the bar, whoadie, my piss, uh

The yellow shit, and the bottle Crys', son
You turned muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em
You mad cause I'm hittin' your sister
You in the room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh

Pop a lotta without that liquor, yup
We mind up, so take our picture
I'm the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya
now or later, afterlife, or switcher

Yeah, oh shit, Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga
You knowhatImean, about to pop off
Ya'll niggaz clear the floor
Get the fuck out the way, on

Tell crew to be easy, niggaz run around
With fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay
Get word to the DJ, 'em Staten Island's
In the house, put the on replay

Yo, it's Tone in the building, the in the building
Niggaz wanna beef, up, what up, what up
We packed to the ceiling we constantly
We can we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut

Shimmy shimmy ya, yam, shimmy yeah, now
Yes, my birthday, in nay, now
Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back Deja Vu
Leave your girl around me, I will bag boo

Ahh, you niggaz better listen up
front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up
They try to save you, to God, I hit the nurse up
Like, "Nah, doc, he look better in a truck"

I tried to ignore it, his saw it
I ain't the type of you go to war with
My polo gun yo, will crack the shit
When the heat's on, you know I it
I had his down, Toney just called it

Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, looking nigga!
Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the
me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in, yo

Tell your crew to be easy, run around
With them fake frowns, 'em on eBay
Get to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's
In the house, put the record on

Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp V
Gotta burn leaves, and uh
Pretty Tone make the say please
Daddy that D, put it in and be eas' and uh

So what, on, now some of y'all people
Might know me from my
bitches got my number, y'all can dial me
I it up like an iced cake robbery

And when I'm done, can finger nail file me
Floss the ill robes Criminology
Supreme Clientele, put the on top of me
Yo babe, hurry up, those collard greens
I S.I., ain't as wild as me

lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies
Tone got the powder squeeze, don't me
Quick to pick a up, shit, the flow's Bounty
Ya'll can crown me

Yeah, that's
I like to thank y'all for coming out
How like that shit? YouknowhatImean?
You really run New
This is that shit, muthafucker