Luyện nghe bài hát BO2

it out, yo

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

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

I choke a bitch out and my gwap correct
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 nigga after me, a deja vu
Doc stay in the like A.I. shoes
Just watch how a one made a move, dig it

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 gettin' low like a
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 slingin' cracks in my hall?
in the kitchen cookin' cat, rat and dog
Me, I want a somethin', y'all could have it all
I tryna walk before I crawl and move package in my draws

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

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

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

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

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

Yo, I got my swagger on and I great
Funk Doc be in the like Enfamil cases
I on MySpace real late
Hoping my apple make me another Bill

Around my crib, look how I
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, another in the state pen
My business shit, y'all dudes just break wind
New nigga, either you're made mice or made men

I do the dirt that keep my hand on the
I got the hand up Mona Lisa's skirt
My aim one day one stop
How many will it take to make son drop?

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

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

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