Luyện nghe bài hát Black Trump

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

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

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

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

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

Gotta wit ya crew
To ya loot up
Get your up
Big up, ya boots up
If you into the club 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, pull ya up
When you into the club wit ya guns up
If the tension's on your mind, then the roof up
Raise the roof up, the roof up, right
Never before we to raise the roof up
Raise the up, right, raise the roof up
politicians
Still in all we came to raise the up

flash
Gun in the
Rollin' for mo'
Tek, why you fire out 'em
Hold
These niggas pay the hard way
the hard way
Allah on 'em like a San Diego Padre

You heard the God say
start this
Professional
Swimmin' killa sharks
We lethal and
On point a dart, bitch
Bomb camp if you want this
wit convicts on some Don shit

And the camouflage cats
To get the money in
Go to war Sadaam
If he pushes you
Keep his movements
When he out in the
Had to built 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 askin', we blastin'
Chef brought the extra from Staten
Rhyme official broadcastin', makin' it happen
You gotta make moves, black guns and cash rules
Hold my eight straight 'cuz I payin' dues
Wave king from way back tryin' to a mill stack
money cats that leave you layin' down flat

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

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

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

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

The roof, the roof, the roof is on
(From the projects, projects next)
The roof, the roof, the roof is on
The roof, the roof, the roof is on
We don't need no water, like the Cocoa B's

Gotta poly wit your
To stack ya up
Get ya up,
Big up, pull ya up
When you step into the club wit the up
If the tension's on your mind, then the roof up