Luyện nghe bài hát Buy You Some

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

I come with the ruckus, it's my thing I swing
I'm born to mack, strapped, with the black gat
Who out I swear, boy, wanna get touched
up and catch a slug to the chest, so duck

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

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

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

You wanna brawl? I thought not
You might get beat 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 homeboy shut the hell up
I rock the mic with Too Short, y'all niggaz know what's
Everything he touch 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, with Short
Rolled California all the way to New York

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

It's like Father Dom, it's Keith 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

you're getting paid but I can't tell
You rapping in my ear got me mad as hell
You talk a good game but I don't 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 could be in the
pay me ten G's just to breathe on the mic
Bitch, Short Dawg it down with the E Double

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

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

The man in the mirror it get no clearer
Short Dawg, the E Double and Breed we thick
Like girls in C.A.U. the good power-U
Oww, is the key to fame

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

some true pioneers, don't forget it
Put the money on the table, let's it
We got G's here to make us both happy
Tell them we ain't running no coke factory
It's Dawg the real pimp of the century

Girls get wet time 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 never dreamed of
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 out is running your 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 'cause I'm dollars and cents
And if you ain't hauling dollars, well, you holler
In FlintI'd dip dip dive, so socialize
Get loot the Great Lakes, West to Eastside

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

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

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

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

E Double, Short Dawg, Ace
In the place and be all but you straight horror
Representing money, buy you some