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
is what you call ? Straight blazin' through what?
Raise the is what we came to do, like hash browns
through, blazin' through, pass that African black gold
Over here, raise the is what we came to do
Blazin' through, blazin' through, you know how we rock, the
Roof is what we to do, Smiff-N-Wess-N-Lex set up shop

mode, time to strike like a cobra
Poisonous into your system killin' you slower
Than niggas wit blowers to your jugler, my 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 blowin' 'em
Got 'em throwin' they in the air like Onyx
Chef and Smiff-N-Wessun shit, New York's finest

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

Me Hennesy drink
guns, we treesed up
Come out shirt, buckle knees-up
This Casablanca rap nigga throw cheese up
poly, slow-mo status
Bring the up
Wonderin', is lookin' mighty fees'd up
Right stupid, FBI sell 'em these

Make money, niggas hold up guns
Armed full of licks, your 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 from 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 poly wit ya
To ya loot up
Get weight 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, pull ya up
When you step into the club wit ya up
If the on your mind, then raise the roof up
Raise the roof up, raise the up, right
Never before we to raise the roof up
Raise the roof up, right, raise the up
Microphone
Still in all we to raise the roof up

Minolta
Gun in the
for mo' hash
Tek, why you fire out 'em
Hold
These gotta pay the hard way
the hard way
Allah swingin' on 'em like a San Diego

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

And spread the camouflage
To get the in Stat
Go to war Sadaam
If he you that
Keep his discreet
When he out in the
Had to stash to
High heat for who creep

Ha, the ghetto 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 live broadcastin', makin' it happen
You make power moves, black guns and cash rules
Hold my eight straight 'cuz I been dues
Wave king from way tryin' to make a mill stack
Miami money cats that leave you down flat

poly wit ya crew
To ya loot up
Get your up
Big up, ya boots up
If you step into the club wit your tucked
If the on your mind then raise the roof up
You keep it in the fam
ya loot up

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

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

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

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