Luyện nghe bài hát Bonus Track #2

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Now happ'n, what's crackalting fool on your end
What's happ'n, hustle up and buy you a
Uh rock ice, represent your shit
Man what's happ'n with you nigga, happ'n with you bitch
When you see me, you I got at least a zone
And my shirt off, bulging like I'm Sly
puff mo' daddy than, Diddy gone
Throw a ice cream party, boogoo 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, to spin em a bend
I signed with Master P, now we in it to win
All my bottle gutter niggas, look raise henn
Pour some for your nigga, if he gone my friend
You know the streets wild, we keep the chrome within
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 nigga what's
nigga what's happ'n, nigga nigga what's happ'n
Nigga nigga happ'n

What's happ'n, what's the dizzle with you and yo
And what's happ'n with your people, ahhh they it hot
You got me feeling a pit, I'm out here shake this spot
If people pull up, is you gon take these rocks
Now you see me, first of all you know this my grill
I don't gotta say nothin, just know that I'm
And I been had paper, way this deal
I'm stacking mill the Colonel, how the fuck I feel
I feel blessed, dressed like a million
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 Dirty (boy), a 504 Boy
Cuff your hoe (boy), cause the ain't no (oh boy)
I got the in your city, and its crowded crowded
With them No Limit niggas, cause we bout it it

Now we Down South Hustlas (hustlas)
I represent Uptown to that Westbank, straight the gutter
Its No Limit now, so we touch them niggas
They hated on us any way, so them other niggas
Got word 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 raps
figga deal, yes I signed for that
Sticky green is what I feel, so I with that
Even the feds hating on us, cause the lines be
But if you want them oranges, and bananas
We posted on the block, with 504
the throwback tape, nigga I'm '97 hot
Made with C, cause my ear to the block
my hand on a glock, the Tank 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 walk wit it, gangsta gangsta walk
When I wit it, gangsta walk wit it
When I walk wit it, gangsta walk gangsta
walk wit it