Luyện nghe bài hát BO2

it out, yo

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

I pause, the ash from my L
I pause Run and Jason Mizell
The emcee is me, host for the
Papa Doc, only thing I choke on the mic

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

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

Hop in my truck and up the window
Ayo, you what you in for
we turn 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 burn my kinfolk
Ayo, ayo, ayo

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

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

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

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

Now hop in my truck and up the window
Ayo, you what you in for
we turn the corner, light up the endo
Ayo, ayo, ayo

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

Yo, I got my on and I feel great
Doc be in the hood like Enfamil cases
I network on MySpace late
Hoping my apple make me Bill Gates

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

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

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

Hop in my truck and roll up the
Ayo, you what 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 we'll show you how to get
Third degree, let it burn with my
Ayo, ayo, ayo

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