Luyện nghe bài hát Blow Dat

Da 5'9"]
Nottz, take 'em back

Yes.. yes.. yes.
Yes.. the Smith 'n, the
clip in the vest of whoever testin
Rollin to the party with the with the body
Made the put the slugs with the hollows in the heads
with the, the with the with the Mossberg pump
When it thump make the nigga with the turn punk
Would ya, would ya would ya would ya please leave me
so I can get my D on
"Yes.. the rhythm, the rebel"
+Public number one with heavy metal
If I don't got the whistle in my Air
I don't feel right out livin in my "Surreal Life"
All of you hoes know I will blow that whistle
Blow a hole in your and throw that pistol
Pimps, pussy and power, police, pitchers,
The streets, religion, ballers, all of 'em getcha if you don't

Blow dat whistle.. dat whistle.
dat whistle.. blow dat whistle.
dat whistle.

Da 5'9"]
Yes - we brothers of the kind, un-blind
Yes - same mind duckin one-time, nine
Yes - I aim what I bang gettin lain down
with after I give 'em hang time then game time
Yes - same gang nigga, young June, Vishis
You punks better wit it 'fore we come visit
Blastin them hammers - I no punk
Wanna me? You better bring Ashton and cameras
Heh.. would you blow that
At a hoe dissed you, or that clique crew
that you that'll stiff you, like a picture
Please don't on the short arms of the law
Naw, be goin crazy waitin for they day
But me I know what time it is like Flav, hey
Pimps, and power, police, pitchers and hitters
The streets, religion, ballers, all of 'em getcha if you don't

Da 5'9"]
Yes, niggaz be awfully hard to the car
Bein coughed out I be Heimlich-ing off
The that'll knock the primer off the side of your car
The kind that'll the triangle off your garage
it sound off, y'all'll be talkin to God
Cause y'all are inside, you had to be bossin up
So I had to be bossin you down, hard
'til I blow you across the street like a guard
Ha.. I blow that whistle
Leave brains all over the ho that's with you
Leave you layin all the flo' that's with you
your name all over the flow that fits you
This is for you and whoever you sold shit to
I'm the soldier the fo'-fo' that hits you
Pimps, and power, police, pitchers and hitters
The streets, religion, ballers, all of 'em getcha if you don't

Da 5'9"]
M. (blow dat whistle)
I. (blow dat whistle)
C. (blow dat whistle)
Young (blow dat whistle)
June (blow dat whistle)
My nigga (blow dat whistle)
raw (blow dat whistle)
My K (blow dat whistle)
Ha.. to my niggaz out (blow dat whistle)
To my niggaz out (blow dat whistle)
To my in the South (blow dat whistle)
To my niggaz up (blow dat whistle)
To my niggaz in the (blow dat whistle)
Yes, I blow that whistle
Yes, so don't go with me
Yes, I will that whistle
Yes, so don't go there me
Yes, I will blow that
Yes, so don't go with me.. [fades out]