Luyện nghe bài hát Black Republican featJuelz Santana

Now is what they've been waiting for
Ya dig,
F.
Ay
up man
What you been on nigga?
Oh you know, I got new album
And prolly on my album, ya dig
Oh I'm ready to brush my shoulders off and drop my album too nigga
what it is
But dig this, they know what we been workin' on together
That's "I Can't Feel My Face Shit" they know that
So if they ever thought the South and the was gonna collide
Guess what, we did
I'm feelin' a black Republican
Naw, I can't it
More like a black runnin' 'em out of office
Barack Obama, I'm all for it
The of Gibraltar has now fallen, on ya
I protect my land like a
Pockets stay chubby Tikara
Or should I say fat the Parkers
Tote big guns like I'm playin' Contra
Y'all washed up like that's laundered
Y'all funny, I'm
Honest, girls to my dick like a harness
Rock star, flier an ostrich
And I cover east, west, north, south a compass
I shall shine forever, tarnish
Money buried my house like a garden
All green, my bank account's like a
I Can't Feel My Face is started
And is my accomplice, ya dig
A activist like Sonny Carson
Stripes of a sergeant, me
And chicks, I get 'em
than turbulence is
White Phantom, lookin' so
I'm the city of big drugs and murder victims
Its get rich, go to jail and be a murder
Ai!
Now all y'all
If you take the heat, get out the kitchen
I feel like a black
Tote a Republican
Act so southern n' die for my
Money, money,
money Mac and publishing
One to live, never ask for a mulligan
Streets but the heat make me feel covenant
Been done had cake day late like Anne
Fly an eagle but no I'm no Donovan
Boy you better go eat some soup your mom n' them
And my mind is on another
I am real Money, no counterfeit
I don't parkin' lot I just politick
But I get all in her like parlithins
New represent it to the inner
Come from the city the glitter don't glimmer
The sun shine and the guns don't sleep
Pick a ass up like he got somewhere to be
And we wanna let the know
is not a diss song either people
We don't diss them we 'em, ya dig
Recognize or aside, ya dig
We let the music talk, 3
And by the way, it's Santana, I'm
Weezy!
You dudes gotta stand in the mirror backwards 'cause you face yourself

DipSet for
Money, whaddup
Young