Luyện nghe bài hát Be Like That

Intro:

nigga
I got the gat on now
Pay (laughing)

Lil Dap & Agallah

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

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

{Melachi The
Aiyo, I'm comin up, I'm up like a soldier
I I told you, punks, I controlled ya
I'm strong a boulder, ready to fold ya
I treat you a new born puppy and scold ya
I'm older, I'm full like a dodge
Now you know what I'm talkin me and my squad
I pull card, I'm underground like the mob
Punk get on your job, come the superstars
The Nutcracker, quick to your back
I was born in the ghetto so it be like
I was born in the ghetto so it be that
I was born in the so it be like that

I a song, to break your arm
The Black is Brook-lan, who am I the Don
The pro precon, frustated like Saddam
been behind the seeds, but now I'm here to chop the bomb
Look me in my grill, my eyes cold as
I to kill, I speak upon you like a pill
For from Brownsville, rusty bitches on my deal
Shisty breast filled if I start to fill
You weakness is a mil, put your on chill
I ain't got a deal, out for the mil
'cause get more friends then women in the hills
The more dough you get, then the more like Bill
For

You won't be able to understand the power of
That God's plan, the hour's facing our man
The feelings, the ways and actions of this man
Suckas was the crew with the
like Muhammed & Jesus splittin up without a plan
That's like Martin & praying for a separate outcome
That's why you can't me, fuck the fiend dot com
alphabet, seekin creaming out the get
Mad riches to team, by my next mic
Plus you this sacred like Aztec