Luyện nghe bài hát Bonus Track #2

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

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

What's happ'n, the dizzle with you and yo block
And what's with your people, ahhh they making it hot
You got me feeling like a pit, I'm out here shake this
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 gotta say nothin, just that I'm real
And I been had paper, way before deal
I'm stacking mill the Colonel, how the fuck I feel
I blessed, dressed 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 cocky nigga, but the burner be tough
I'm a South (boy), a 504 Boy
Cuff hoe (boy), cause the chick ain't no (oh boy)
I got the in your city, and its crowded crowded
With them No Limit niggas, we bout it bout it

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

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
I walk wit it, gangsta walk 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 walk
Gangsta wit it