Luyện nghe bài hát Be This Way

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

You know what I We love a lot of things in the hood
But time on and if we don't change a lot of shit
Shit gonna be this way and that's a muthafucka fact
gangsta shit, y'all, yo, yo, yo

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

Live from Island, where the gangstas kill
Only on the map that got the 30 dollar bill
And we front we got millions
Our is how we willie, niggas
That's how brought the building
And the police is pussy, protect and serve

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The little mans'll connect and they touch fabric
The thing that can stop 'em is that tephlon phat shit
Maybe artillery's heavy like a of fat chicks
Brr baow! no comin' back, bitch!

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

Blow niggas 'turt, bitches, dimes and trays
Blow a nigga a and watch him slide away
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"

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