Luyện nghe bài hát Be Like That

Intro:

Yeah
I got the gat on now
Pay (laughing)

Chorus: Lil Dap &

Why, it got to be that
Straight that, real like that
Where my niggas at?
Why, it got to be that
Straight like that, real like
Where my Queens at?
Why, it got to be that
Straight like that, like that
Where my Harlem at?
Why, it got to be that
Straight that, real like that
my Bronx niggas at?

{Lil
Why it gotta be that?
Niggas, don't act because he flip
And broads don't how to act
Chillin the east, with the Group appeal
Rippin with steel, and you my niggas are real
Like straight like that, will burn a hole right through map
These Brooklyn cats, I we eatin your food black
We keep it real, with the niggas it real with me
That understand that street was there only key
See before rappin, couldn't fuck with me
It's like these fake brothers stoled streets
On these streets I give you square, now is the same
together we stay, and the Desert Storm is on
Expect the unexpected, when the has been injected
The many styles we have, have well protected
Move within a makin, observe the to mistake it
My soul is ackin, too pain i've been takin
my heart, I've been torned apart
But we it smart, and get money in the streets smarts
Of the streets, 'cause my brothers it rowdy
The way they front, and try to act like they it

{Melachi The
Aiyo, I'm up, I'm runnin up like a soldier
I thought I you, punks, I controlled ya
I'm strong like a boulder, ready to ya
I treat you like a new born puppy and ya
I'm older, I'm power like a dodge
Now you what I'm talkin about me and my squad
I pull your card, I'm like the mob
Punk get on your job, here the superstars
The Nutcracker, quick to snappin your
I was born in the so it be like that
I was born in the so it be like that
I was born in the ghetto so it be that

I sing a song, to break arm
The Black is Brook-lan, who am I the Don
The pro with precon, frustated like
I've behind the seeds, but now I'm here to chop the bomb
Look me in my grill, my eyes as steel
I to kill, I speak upon you like a pill
For that from Brownsville, rusty on my deal
Shisty nigga breast filled if I to fill
You weakness is a mil, put your on chill
I got a deal, going out for the mil
'cause skills get more friends then in the hills
The more dough you get, then the head like Bill
For

You be able to understand the power of Allah
That means plan, the hour's facing our man
The sour feelings, the ways and of this man
Suckas was the crew the span
That's like & Jesus splittin up without a plan
like Martin & Malcolm praying for a separate outcome
That's why you e-mail me, fuck the fiend dot com
Supreme alphabet, seekin out the get
Mad riches to team, by my mic check
Plus you this sacred like Aztec