Luyện nghe bài hát Black Trump

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

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

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

Me what? drink
guns, we treesed up
Come out your shirt, knees-up
This rap nigga throw some cheese up
poly, slow-mo status
Bring the up
Wonderin', runners is mighty fees'd up
Right stupid, FBI 'em these guns

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

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

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

Minolta
Gun in the
Rollin' for mo'
Tek, why you slap out 'em
Hold
niggas gotta pay the hard way
Three the way
Allah on 'em like a San Diego Padre

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

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

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

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

Get your up, big up, pull ya boots up
When you layin' in the cut wit ya guns
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, the roof up
Raise the roof, we came to raise the up
(It's on again)

Raise the up, raise the roof up
Raise the roof, we came to the roof up
(Word up, put your down)
Raise the roof up, the roof up
Raise the roof, we to raise the roof up
(Word up, this is multi, y'all gonna see it, word 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 don't no water, like the Cocoa B's burn

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