Luyện nghe bài hát Cheese And Dope

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I been slanging on this green that I done get cut
by these police making raids, out chicken nutz
couldn't ball, 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 gonna learn
you cross in this game, then yo ass will get hurt
When my or my time? rock a what, for a dime
Takin' fair chance chance, but I got to dance
Take the of this 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 slapped mouth
in niggaz pockets, and take yo money out
When you know goin', you got cheese, I got dope
For da stone, I got peas, I got coke
ain't no credit give mang you could get round here
Niggas robbing, niggas niggas slangin' down here

I got cheeeese, hoez, and a bunch of fucking
I got peeeeeas, coke, and some killaz at da
weed smoke, and a quarter ounce of dough
what yoooouuuu brah, is to fuck wit yo boy

Pat]
You heard word? what's the word? but you is da low
weed and this weed, but you won't complain a stoo'
I'ma go, I'ma pull, leave a out a hat
On cane, mr.sugar, and some killaz strapped wit gats
Always trying to be slick, you done stepped in some
You broke ghetto laws, you could tote a fuckin jaws
Nigga boy, he ain't know, cus da street never
right up on yo ass, shoot you, right between the eyes,
you be wit the flies
walking on chrome, wit yo bitch, smokin' dro
all in yo home, while she kissing 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 state
Trying to stack me some pape's, got my foot on you
Trying to squeeze, hustle-in, for you that I fade

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

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