Luyện nghe bài hát Be Easy

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

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

Get your nose off by the fifth, uh
You be there, layin' all stiff, uh
Every you go uptown, you get jipped, uh
That's karma, boy, 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 shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son
You turned your head, nigga, we switched 'em
You just mad cause I'm hittin' sister
You in the other room, huh, you sleep, uh

Pop a lotta shit that liquor, yup
We mind seat up, so our picture
I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, get ya
Whether now or later, afterlife, or

Yeah, oh shit, Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga
You knowhatImean, it's 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 them fake frowns, '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 teams in the
Niggaz wanna beef, what up, up, what up
We packed to the ceiling we chilling
We can we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut

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

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

I to ignore it, his people saw it
I ain't the of dude you go to war with
My polo gun yo, will crack the floor
When the heat's on, you I draw it
I had his number down, Toney just it

Yo, aiyo, Rock, good looking nigga!
Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal
Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm to go in, yo

Tell your to be easy, niggaz run around
them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay
Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten
In the house, put the record on

Gotta get that cheese, pimp that V
burn those leaves, and uh
Pretty Tone the girls say please
work 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 stick it up like an cake robbery

And I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me
the ill robes since Criminology
Supreme Clientele, put the on top of me
Yo babe, hurry up, those collard greens
I represent S.I., as wild as me

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

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