Luyện nghe bài hát Be This Way

Aiyo aiyo, up, yo?
What up, y'all? that Pretty Toney shit
Aiyo, I know there's a lot of and shit out there
A lot of niggas done got
A lot of done got robbed and shit

You know I mean? We love a lot of things in the hood
But time goes on and if we don't a lot of shit
Shit always gonna be this way and that's a fact
True shit, y'all, yo, yo, yo

When y'all turn my mic up in here, shit
Know what I mean? of y'all muthafuckas and shit
One two, fuck and clob on one of y'all muthafuckas
Yo Spidey, put reverb shit, on
Come on, "Can you feel it? Can you it?", yeah
"Can you feel it?", go, fuck it

Live from Island, where the gangstas kill
Only place on the map got the 30 dollar bill
And we front like we got
Our specialty is how we willie,
how Buck brought the building
And the is pussy, they protect and serve

They connect, with then they frisk our birds
Smack DVD's, herb, I'm in the room
Bonin' two white bitches, Ice baggin' up work
how we get down, fuck Vegas
The black Carlo Gambino, the wallo's

Blow his in Z-No's, spicey, verses is jalapeno
Best to leave, when I'm in the big Escalade, I'm sittin' on
Stark, a poet's art, kiss the girls
And bake pies, clean up, some are old darts
This real live don' shit, you heard

Yo, they forty rounds, today
Okay, the shit is mad hot around the way
don't give a fuck on any time or day
Or if he dyin' today, or he find a way

Blow niggas over 'turt, bitches, dimes and
Blow a nigga a and watch him slide away
It's that in the hood, he in the grimy say
But what we try'na say is gonna, "Be way"
It don't to, it don't have to, "My God"

With big carrots and static, with that leaves the bad
Drugs layin' in with great big automatics
Anonimos' in the hood, it's a fact, we do magic
Splatter faggots in lobbies, the burn off his eyelashes
Don't try to this, back up or you'll receive something

Real tragic, them hollows'll race your jacket
Semi gangstas with tactics
Forensic scientists called in to display
For inch to his back winds
brain is spleen, it's left all over a fiend's mattress

Bastard, we cock and after we leave our ratchets
We keep the cryin' for massive havoc
No Trix we from silly rabbits
Yo feed them carrots

The little mans'll connect and they touch fabric
The only thing that can stop 'em is that phat shit
Maybe artillery's heavy like a bunch of fat
Brr baow! Ain't no back, bitch!

Yo, they lick rounds, today
Okay, plus the is mad hot around the way
Niggas don't give a fuck on any or day
Or if he dyin' today, or he find a way

Blow niggas over 'turt, bitches, dimes and
Blow a a jewel and watch him slide away
It's that in the hood, he in the grimy say
But we try'na say is gonna, "Be this way"
It don't have to, it have to, "My God"

Ways, be way
Ways, be way
Ways, be way