Luyện nghe bài hát Bonus Track #2

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

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

Now we some Down Hustlas (hustlas)
I represent Uptown to Westbank, straight from the gutter
Its No Limit now, so we them other niggas
They hated on us any way, so them other niggas
Got word from suave, bout clutch the triggas
Waiting on the from P, just to rush a fucking nigga
I'm a No Limit (boy), and I'm hot raps
Seven figga deal, yes I for that
Sticky green is I feel, so I ride with that
Even the feds on us, cause the lines be tapped
But if you still them oranges, and bananas
We on the block, with 504 bandannas
This the throwback tape, I'm '97 hot
Made moves with C, my ear to the block
Kept my on a glock, the Tank is too hot
we back 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 ass nigga, bet not step on my shoes
When I walk wit it, gangsta wit it
When I walk wit it, walk gangsta walk
When I wit it, gangsta walk wit it
When I walk wit it, gangsta walk gangsta
walk wit it