Luyện nghe bài hát Be This Way

Aiyo aiyo, up, yo?
What up, y'all? This that Pretty shit
Aiyo, I know a lot of hoods and shit out there
A lot of done got bodied
A lot of niggas done got 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 be this way and that's a muthafucka fact
gangsta shit, y'all, yo, yo, yo

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

Live from Staten Island, where the gangstas
Only on the map that got the 30 dollar bill
And we front like we got
Our is how we willie, niggas
That's how Buck brought the
And the is pussy, they protect and serve

They connect, baseheads then they frisk our birds
DVD's, blowin' herb, I'm in the room
Bonin' these two white bitches, Ice baggin' up
That's how we get down, fuck
The Carlo Gambino, rockin' the wallo's

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

Yo, they forty rounds, today
Okay, plus the is mad hot around the way
Niggas give a fuck on any time or day
Or if he dyin' today, or could he a way

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

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

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

Bastard, we and squeeze after we leave our ratchets
We keep the hood cryin' for havoc
No Trix we take from rabbits
Yo feed them carrots

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

Yo, lick forty rounds, today
Okay, plus the shit is mad hot the way
Niggas don't a fuck on any time or day
Or if he today, or could 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 what we try'na say is gonna, "Be way"
It don't have to, it have to, "My God"

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