Luyện nghe bài hát Cheese And Dope

[Project
I been slanging on green green that I done get cut
by these police raids, jumping out chicken nutz
ball, down to none, got this weed is in my lungs
nigga's stick me for a bag, shoot 'em in his ass
I'ma show 'em who the boss, when you niggaz gonna
When you in this game, then yo ass will get hurt
When my turn? or my rock a what, for a dime
fair chance after chance, but I got to dance
Take the rules of shit, that's why I keep a revolver
I've been you're robbers, don't want no other robbers boy
I done and scald ya, with pistol cross mouth
Reach in pockets, and take yo money out
When you know what's goin', you got cheese, I got
For da 900th stone, I got peas, I got
ain't no credit give mang you could get from here
Niggas robbing, niggas banging niggas slangin' here

I got cheeeese, hoez, and a of fucking dope
I got peeeeeas, coke, and killaz at da doo'
hyyydro weed smoke, and a ounce of dough
yoooouuuu need brah, is to fuck wit yo boy

[Project
You heard what's the word? but you dawgs is da low
selling weed and this weed, but you complain a stoo'
I'ma go, I'ma pull, a rabbit out a hat
On some cane, mr.sugar, and killaz strapped wit gats
Always trying to be slick, you done in some shit
You done broke ghetto laws, you could a fuckin jaws
Nigga boy, he ain't know, cus da street minds
Walk right up on yo ass, shoot you, between the eyes,
you be wit the flies
around on chrome, wit yo bitch, smokin' dro
fucking all in yo home, while she on ma lips,
She be sucking on ma dick, grip the glock - booms as I dip
the streets of da hood, north memphis hollywood
Represent it, to da max, out this out of facts
Trying to stack me some pape's, got my on you snakes
Trying to squeeze, hustle-in, for you niggaz I fade

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You could duck from the tech, on da
I get my cheese, or my flow, then I must be paid
If you to come against me dawg, bring your whole brigade
Get you suckaz sliced, like a dog, with a swisher
Sippin' on some pauly vision, like some sweet
with me, an automatic gun, don't you violate
Niggaz ain't gonna snitch on me dawg, i didn't
Caught him, at the one day, sent him, to his grave
Playaz wanna come the hood, but they got the fear
Knowing it ain't all to the good, you could get it
Wrong place, at the wrong time, calling "sip" go
fiends, keep me on the map, and my pockets full
Eyes red ass hell, I ain't had a blink of sleep
Snorted a quarter ball, so U, could stay on my feet
Trick's in this bitch, as same as a nigga too
If you trusting hoes in game, you'se a dammn fool..

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