Luyện nghe bài hát Close Ya Doorz

Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo it out
Introducing, the
Worldwide, City

To his own, I'ma have this known from the door
I make niggaz walk ball four
Y'all score game the block, for me it's hip-hop
Around the clock, I'm bound to drop
(Stop)

You ain't I'm nice girl, youse a wannabe
Like the Spice Girls, you think twice girl
I'm untry-able,
Won't be held liable for givin knots that's

R-O-Z, my name
Rap G.I. Jane colorful wide frames
Straight Newark we Brick layers, Na Na slayers
Don't play I coach and pick

In Da Bricks, get your popped locked and stolen
Step back I'm holdin', bitches be
Ghetto style, stay that ripper
Tryin' to get out the ass like a stripper

Dub O, I'm down for whateva, do I gotta to get the chedda
Fuck takin' over cities, we conquered galaxies and
I was put here to crush CD's and wreck
Make a false move, I put this whole fuckin' planet in

Hell with this, we takin' the spot
I don't like to, but I will to the glock
The whole is sick, you can't do nuttin' but like it
It's like when you drown, your ass sink if you fight it

'bout you used to rob niggaz with pump shotties
I know you love music nigga, but you ain't got a jack in your body
You fake ass niggaz, gettin' like a short pass
And if you incorrect, diamond cut your bastard ass

You got mind control over me like but you ain't my friend
'Cause when I'm you be quiet
But when I leave you be talkin'
But we gonna do it how you want cause I'm widdit to with you
Now what if I put bitch ass in a headlock and fall witchu

Yo, niggaz, your windows and close ya doorz
Comin' from da Brick City

Yo, niggaz, shut your windows and close ya
Comin' straight from da City

Yo, I come, yo, yeah, yo yeah
(C'mon Z)
bitch said aliens raped her and her four friends
But it was all the Outz, we up as martians

When I crack a brew nuttin' else I'd rather do
Hop out a cab or two to your avenue to you
Your style get ate like steak
Then I get Red to sell you or a pound of shake

Y'all can open up and suck this dick
None of y'all niggaz can't with Bricks
While you scrubbin dishes, we swishers
Fuckin' women ends up in the Benz with switches

We cop sixty-three nigs, one from spot, blunts be mystery mix
We got, spots, all my niggaz stay in
y'all stash clips in bags of bar-b-q potato chips
Plus main honey loved us
Slip her some bom-ba she'll twenty of us

Yo, you that little ass gun like Harlem Nights
After we brawl and fight, yo bitch I'ma tonight
At shows we so we flow like it's one mic
Raw underground, yo Don, tell em that dough like

D. Don, I mine, and stay gettin' it
My thug mind'll brawl with rhymes and shittin' it
Check my shine, iced out platinum your pendant
V.I.P. ghetto nigga, hustlin' and

Got bitches tryin' to get with me
Got police, flock niggaz to cop from me
How many you want, how many pounds you need?
I cultivate, every block I go and drop nigga
I grow trees, niggaz know me, for bein' low key that from A.C.

I'm steady shittin' on hoes, Royal like the Green Eyed Bandit
Jump straight in the Lex offa New transit
Let my man spit Don shit
Gov-Matic that shit that's toxic, I rock shit

It's that hot shit like Busta got
I bust glock on pussies, I trust not
They get blown, like minutes on cell phone
Bring the terror to your like the toughest nigga from jail home
And you dead gone when my squad around
We hella illa from to Downtown

Yo, niggaz, shut your windows and ya doorz
Comin' from Da Brick City