Luyện nghe bài hát BO2

it out, yo

I be like yiggy, yes y'all, on call
I'll rock 'til my name in on the wall
Got like the rappers in Great George
Got I got blunt, My name Jamal

I pause, flick the ash my L
I pause like Run and Jason
The is me, host for the night
Papa Doc, only thing I don't on the mic

I choke a bitch out and my gwap ain't
Then my giant hancock, I'll get the cheque
I trucks but drop-tops is the best
the Beemers, Benz, now Rolex, watch me

Ha ha, she like red so
Any after me, it's a deja vu
Doc stay in the paint like A.I.
watch how a one tonner made a move, dig it

Hop in my and roll up the window
Ayo, you what you in for
Once we turn the corner, up the endo
Ayo, ayo, ayo

Oh yes, she with me gettin' low a limbo
with Gs and we'll show you how to get dough
Third degree, let it burn with my
Ayo, ayo, ayo

Who these corner store rappers cracks in my hall?
Mama's in the kitchen cat, rat and dog
Me, I want a lil' somethin', y'all could it all
I tryna before I crawl and move this package in my draws

That's why I push the pedal to the muh'fuckin'
With ten per cent method, plug somethin' poor
And still I keep it like four plus one more
Get this money like 'In God We Trust', your boy

It's a given, this life it was written
Especially for me, I'm the recipe is missing
Blow my in the air, key the ignition
Then get to switchin', pluckin' ashes off the clip and

Mammy wanna ride and the Bonnie to my Clyde
If anybody try to 'Kill Bill', it'll probably be the
Like all aside, I'm serious with mine
And now I'm on this grind Method Man in his prime

Now hop in my and roll up the window
Ayo, you know you in for
Once we turn the corner, light up the
Ayo, ayo, ayo

Oh yes, she with me low like a limbo
Roll Gs and we'll show you how to get dough
Third degree, let it burn my kinfolk
Ayo, ayo, ayo

Yo, I got my swagger on and I feel
Funk Doc be in the like Enfamil cases
I network on MySpace late
Hoping my apple me another Bill Gates

Around my crib, how I live
I'm a slob but crip say I get biz
Anywhere I did a women sayin' that I'm
So

Yeah, another mic, night and the day's end
Another heist, kite in the state pen
My state business shit, y'all just break wind
New York nigga, you're made mice or made men

I do the dirt that my hand on the work
I got the other hand up Mona skirt
My aim one day one stop
How many shots it take to make son drop?

Hop in my and roll up the window
Ayo, you know you in for
Once we the corner, light up the endo
Ayo, ayo, ayo

Oh yes, she with me low like a limbo
Roll with Gs and show you how to get dough
Third degree, let it with my kinfolk
Ayo, ayo, ayo

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