Luyện nghe bài hát Bleek Is ...

Somebody to get knocked
The out tonight man
You better tell boy somethin'
You tell him somethin'

through the blueprint one bang this what's mentioned
Bleek you're one hit away but he didn't The Game was pitchin'
Balls faster than Roger Clemens nigga you're too big for your
Two gold and I'll make you a hitter

Might make you a little richer but forget the big picture
All of make you a fag but money like Little Richard
your faggot ass picture put it next to Gulliany
Run you for your Roc-A-Wear fit and beat you the Tommy

Drag your ass down to Alby
Call Beans, Jay, Freeway, Biggs, Dame I'll be
Compton behind me ask Nas queens is me
You ain't never sold crack in your life I'm takin' your fiends me

My guns smoke like Robert
Two shots and a he got a room in Kings County
And you might or sit in a box
Dependin' on how long it NYPD to respond to the

Memph Bleek, Bleek, Memph Bleek
Memph Bleek, Bleek, Memph Bleek

See what the problem is too much east dick lickin'
And everybody tryin' to do their 2Pac rendition
Listen they wonder how I with 5 shots
Niggaz is to kill on my block

When you was in the comin' of age
I was in the streets the gauge
While you was rappin' I was makin' it
On the with a k

While you was The Roc on the stage
I had on the stage
On headliner for the front page we know you front
You be on sunset what? Gettin' your punk ass stunt

You gon respect us or that fo' rippin' through the
And you know who you are deaf nigga'll get the
or M E M P H Bleek
Fuck and be a B I T C H sleek
'Cuz all that yappin' dude get guns clappin' dude
And stop Memphis from dude, huh

Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek, Memph
Bleek, Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek

It took me a little while but I am now
Jay fucked up in the first when he picked olo with candy
Did olo in the second, take it from me
The Roc get off the bounce till you picked up beans

Add freeway to the team but the ugly bitch
Trade the Marcy reject for and Lil' Chris
Now the squad 5 is 6 man is Neef
Fans in the stand yellin' out fuck Bleek

You want beef I have your body all over New York
Leg in arm in Brooklyn head buried in central park
You can't even borrow from New York no like John Storch
And I talkin' to him I'm talkin' to Malik

And I got a pine box for a nigga you
Streets is talkin' how many real niggaz you
Hit LAX when you come to the coast
Niggaz don't play with they lives when it to the toast

Memph Bleek, Bleek, Memph Bleek
Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek, Bleek