Luyện nghe bài hát Black Trump

I had to get some real for the job, son
Numerous cats, word up, that's right official word up
This is what you call ? Straight blazin' through
Raise the roof is what we to do, like hash browns
Blazin' through, through, pass that African black gold
Over here, raise the roof is we came to do
Blazin' through, through, you know how we rock, raise the
Roof is what we to do, Smiff-N-Wess-N-Lex set up shop

Attack mode, time to like a cobra
Poisonous into your system killin' you slower
niggas wit blowers to your jugler, my brother's keeper
But I put my brother to sleep, if my try to creep up
You know me son, respect when I'm rockin' the podium
Steam-rollin' on niggas, my team straight 'em
Got 'em throwin' they gunz in the air like
Chef and Smiff-N-Wessun shit, New York's finest

Let me y'all killas upstairs
I all y'all, heavy like fuck
Thinkin' my niggas might y'all
Blow ya ammo, shallah the God fly commando
Handle, gun on my leg, blow his off
I'm lookin' at you why,
"Fuck, you think I'm high"
luck, chain around my neck, bought it from Egypt

Me what? drink
guns, we treesed up
Come out shirt, buckle knees-up
Casablanca rap nigga throw some cheese up
Let's poly, status
the keys up
Wonderin', runners is lookin' mighty up
stupid, FBI sell 'em these guns

Make this money, niggas up guns
Armed full of licks, plus dick, drop your ones
Baby new shoes and a outfit, I see you stick-up kids
You wit the dick lick
You see my set of twin-hitmen Bushwick?
Two chicks wit the tecs, bitch, you heard about 'em
Now up the circle so the dice can breathe
Pay you double, if you triple, if you you pay me

Gotta wit ya crew
To ya loot up
Get your up
Big up, pull ya up
If you step into the wit your guns up
If the tension's on your mind then the roof up
You gotta it in the fam
ya loot up

Get your weight up, big up, ya boots up
When you into the club wit ya guns up
If the tension's on your mind, raise the roof up
Raise the roof up, raise the up, right
Never before we came to the roof up
the roof up, right, raise the roof up
Microphone
Still in all we to raise the roof up

Minolta
Gun in the
Rollin' for mo'
Tek, why you slap out 'em
fast
These niggas pay the hard way
the hard way
Allah swingin' on 'em a San Diego Padre

You heard the God say
Let's start
Professional
like killa sharks
We and heartless
On point like a dart,
your camp if you want this
Connect wit convicts on Don shit

And spread the cats
To get the money in
Go to war Sadaam
If he pushes you
Keep his movements
he out in the streets
Had to stash to
High heat for those who

Ha, peep the bastards, run in your crib like two
Masked men, I run wit a Tek, and we ain't askin', we
brought the extra cannon from Staten
Rhyme live broadcastin', makin' it happen
You gotta power moves, black guns and cash rules
Hold my eight straight 'cuz I been dues
Wave from way back tryin' to make a mill stack
Miami money cats that leave you layin' flat

Gotta poly wit ya
To ya loot up
Get weight up
Big up, ya boots up
If you step into the club wit guns tucked
If the tension's on your mind then raise the up
You keep it in the fam
ya loot up

Get your weight up, big up, pull ya up
When you layin' in the cut wit ya tucked
If the on your mind, then raise the roof up

Raise the up, raise the roof up
Raise the roof, we to raise the roof up
(What?)
Raise the roof up, raise the up
the roof, we came to raise the roof up
(It's on again)

Raise the up, raise the roof up
Raise the roof, we to raise the roof up
(Word up, put hands down)
Raise the roof up, raise the up
Raise the roof, we came to raise the up
(Word up, this shit is multi, y'all gonna see it, up)
(Smiff, Wess, Lex)

The roof, the roof, the roof is on
(From the projects, phony next)
The roof, the roof, the is on fire
The roof, the roof, the roof is on
We need no water, like the Cocoa B's burn

Gotta poly wit crew
To ya loot up
Get ya up,
Big up, ya boots up
you step into the club wit the guns up
If the on your mind, then raise the roof up