Luyện nghe bài hát Bonus Track #2

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Now what's happ'n, crackalting fool on your end
What's happ'n, hustle up and buy you a
Uh rock your ice, your shit
Man happ'n with you nigga, what's happ'n with you bitch
When you see me, you I got at least a zone
And my shirt off, bulging 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
send a shout out, to all my dogs 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 niggas, look raise your henn
some liquor for your nigga, if he gone my friend
You the streets getting 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 what's happ'n
Nigga nigga what's happ'n, nigga what's happ'n
Nigga nigga what's happ'n, nigga nigga what's
nigga what's happ'n

What's happ'n, what's the with you and yo block
And what's happ'n with your people, ahhh making it hot
You got me feeling like a pit, I'm out here shake this
If them people pull up, is you gon take these
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 with the Colonel, how the fuck I feel
I feel blessed, like a million bucks
In the P. Miller gear, out the trucks
T.V.'s in front the rear, T.V. up
I'm a cocky built nigga, but the burner be
I'm a South (boy), a 504 Boy
your hoe (boy), cause the chick ain't no (oh boy)
I got the Tank in your city, and its crowded
With them No Limit niggas, we bout it bout it

Now we some Down Hustlas (hustlas)
I represent Uptown to that Westbank, straight the gutter
Its No Limit now, so we touch them other
hated on us any way, so fuck them other niggas
Got word from suave, bout clutch the triggas
Waiting on the word from P, to rush a fucking nigga
I'm a No Limit (boy), and I'm hot raps
Seven figga deal, yes I signed for
Sticky green is I feel, so I ride with that
Even the hating on us, cause the lines be tapped
But if you still want oranges, and bananas
We on the block, with 504 bandannas
This the throwback tape, I'm '97 hot
Made moves C, cause my ear to the block
Kept my hand on a glock, the 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 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 gangsta walk
Gangsta wit it