Luyện nghe bài hát Buy You Some

Whoo, ah, ah, ayahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
And you don't stop, ahh, ahh, word is bond, is bond
Now introducing the sound from the
E Double and Too Short, the fuck you thought?

I come with the ruckus, it's my when I swing
I'm born to mack, always strapped, the black gat
Who out there? I swear, boy, get touched
Roll up and a slug to the chest, so duck

I talk the talk, the walk, now nigga
Five hundred S driving with on trigger
Crazy Lestat, check my track
I touch is gold since eighteen years old

So what that mean? I roll the
And puff the smoke in it, I trip in a minute
Crazy holy doctor holding me I be rocking B
Sewing up like monopoly, nobody's me

Dig it, Funkdafied like Brat, that?
I stick and move on tracks while I smoke a sack
Who said the E can't That's bullshit
my dick and get a big fat lick of my balls

You wanna brawl? I thought not
You might get beat down and stomped like
girl, like Keith Sweat, I wanna fuck her
Psych, I stuck her

I got rhymes to make whole head swell up
Here's an icepack shut the hell up
I rock the mic with Too Short, y'all niggaz what's happening
Everything he touch platinum, yeah

I made a half a in a week
And every on the street got a tape playing me
You can't believe it? Erick Sermon, with Short
Rolled from all the way to New York

In big Benzes, up
Now we trying to squash all that east stuff
We spent in the studio making funky tracks
Signed a bunch of niggaz with some tight ass

It's like Father Dom, it's like Murray
millionaires but it ain't no hurry
'Cause we all in it for the run
I won't the studio until a song's done

And ain't nothing really hard about my cash
A big phat house with a million
You other niggaz got this rap distorted
Giving DATs to the label, straight getting

Claim you're getting but I can't tell
You rapping in my ear got me mad as hell
You talk a good but I don't believe in you
Be smoking lotta blunts but I got more weed you

I guess I see you on the in the meanwhile
face in the crowd plus some freestyle
Wishing you be in the light
Promoters pay me ten G's to breathe on the mic
Bitch, Short Dawg it down with the E Double

Shh, you me of my phat gold chain
Some of y'all are small change
Be a boss with true game, yeah, yeah
Dig y'all, my music is dangerous

Atomic Dog, coming through the smog with Dawg
Ahh, quick with the trig Jack be
I shoot like G Mob lifting through my window
Chik, chik, pow, how you me now?

The man in the it don't get no clearer
Dawg, the E Double and Breed we roll thick
Like girls in C.A.U. the good power-U
Oww, is the key to fame

So I can live it up with the girls on Soul
The impact, major league dough Dave Justice
Yo Breed, Short Dawg, show em how we bust

Like some pioneers, don't forget it
Put the money on the table, split it
We got enough G's here to us both happy
Tell them fans we running no coke factory
It's Short Dawg the pimp of the century

Girls get wet every somebody mention me
I was known for my back in eighty-four
I want it all, that's I keep stacking for
Have things that a rapper dreamed of having
And I can tell them how to get it just keep

Life's a battle, for the new sun
So many ways to get paid, you got ta one
Now some of the ways to get paid out is running mouth
street life will keep me tight, I'm talking 'bout

Getting green, dolla, dolla y'all
That's on the real, something you can y'all
claim to have game but you can get that on sale
But ain't nothing selling to you but Arbor and Gail

I mean Sprinkle Me homey I'm 'bout dollars and cents
And if you ain't hauling dollars, well, you ain't
In FlintI'd rather dip dip dive, so
Get from the Great Lakes, West to Eastside

You tramp, trick, hach, I
Undergrade if you ain't getting like this
The hours of the ATL my name
Spitting Mr. izzer are you still in the game

See, I gets by the movement of the cut
I've been summoned by the cancer, to testify and
It's that, big mack, scripture is a phat Kodeje?
So hide your hoe me

Southern ambassador, knocking at door
Leading a click that's true, knowing all fifty-two
See, all you tricks, behave
It's that Southern nigga mack from the of the brave

I got the caul, yes, yes, y'all, so plant me
With the green and them hoes and we can big
Yeah, now we four deep, double dosing
Relaxing and to Short and these beats

E Double, Dawg, Kool Ace
In the place and be all but bring you horror
Representing money, buy you nigga