Luyện nghe bài hát Bonus Track #2

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Now what's happ'n, what's fool on your end
What's happ'n, hustle up and buy you a
Uh rock your ice, represent your
Man happ'n with you nigga, what's happ'n with you bitch
When you see me, you know I got at least a
And my shirt off, like I'm Sly Stallone
Choppa puff mo' daddy than, gone
Throw a ice cream party, boogoo chicks in
the New No Limit, we ball to the end
Gotta send a shout out, to all my in the penn
All my thugged out niggas, to spin em a bend
I done signed Master P, now we in it to win
All my bottle gutter niggas, look your henn
Pour some liquor for nigga, if he gone my friend
You know the streets getting wild, we keep the chrome
You can't be hating on a tank, what's wrong with them

Nigga what's happ'n, nigga what's happ'n
Nigga nigga what's happ'n, nigga nigga happ'n
Nigga nigga what's happ'n, nigga what's happ'n
Nigga nigga what's happ'n, nigga what's happ'n
nigga what's happ'n

What's happ'n, the dizzle with you and yo block
And happ'n with your people, ahhh they making it hot
You got me feeling a pit, I'm out here shake this spot
If them pull up, is you gon take these rocks
Now when you see me, first of all you know this my
I gotta say nothin, just know that I'm real
And I had paper, way before this deal
I'm stacking mill with the Colonel, how the fuck I
I feel blessed, dressed like a million
In the P. gear, hopping out the trucks
T.V.'s in the rear, T.V. dizzled up
I'm a built nigga, but the burner be tough
I'm a Dirty (boy), a 504 Boy
Cuff your hoe (boy), cause the ain't no (oh boy)
I got the Tank in your city, and its crowded
them No Limit niggas, cause we bout it bout it

Now we some Down South (hustlas)
I represent Uptown to that Westbank, straight the gutter
Its No Limit now, so we them other niggas
They hated on us any way, so fuck them niggas
Got from suave, bout clutch the fucking triggas
Waiting on the word from P, just to rush a fucking
I'm a No Limit (boy), and I'm hot with
figga deal, yes I signed for that
Sticky is what I feel, so I ride with that
the feds hating on us, cause the lines be tapped
But if you want them oranges, and bananas
We posted on the block, 504 bandannas
This the tape, nigga I'm '97 hot
Made with C, cause my ear to the block
Kept my hand on a glock, the is too hot
Nigga we up in this bitch, and yo we can't be stopped

Uh oh you did it, now you gon get it
Uh oh you did it, now you gon get it
Uh oh you did it, now you gon get it
And lil pussy ass nigga, bet not on my shoes
When I walk wit it, gangsta wit it
When I wit it, gangsta walk gangsta walk
When I walk wit it, walk wit it
When I wit it, gangsta walk gangsta walk
walk wit it