Luyện nghe bài hát Black Republican featJuelz Santana

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

DipSet for
Money, whaddup
Young