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 the sound from the ghetto
E Double and Too Short, the fuck you thought?

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

I talk the talk, walk the walk, now
Five hundred S driving with hand on
Lestat, check my track record
Everything I is gold since eighteen years old

So that mean? I roll the blunt
And puff the indo in it, I trip in a minute
Crazy holy holding me 'cause I be rocking B
up like monopoly, nobody's stopping me

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

You wanna brawl? I thought not
You might get down and stomped like Sasquatch
Your girl, like Keith Sweat, I wanna her
Psych, I already her

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

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

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

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

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

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

I I see you on the charts in the meanwhile
Another in the crowd plus some freestyle
you could be in the light
Promoters pay me ten G's to breathe on the mic
Bitch, Short Dawg putting it down with the E

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

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

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. with the good
Oww, money is the key to

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

some true pioneers, don't forget it
Put the on the table, let's split it
We got enough G's here to make us both
Tell fans we ain't running no coke factory
It's Short the real 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 what I keep for
Have things a rapper never dreamed of having
And I can them how to get it just keep rapping

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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