Luyện nghe bài hát Cloze Ya Doorz

To each his own, have this known from the door
I make niggaz walk like four
Y'all score game down the block, for me it's
the clock, critical I'm bound to drop (stop)
You ain't know I'm nice girl, youse a
the Spice Girls, you betta think twice girl
I'm untry-able,
Won't be held for givin knots that's untie-able
R-O-Z, recognize my
Rap G.I. rockin' colorful wide frames
Straight from Newark we Brick layers, Na Na
Don't play I coach and players
In Da Bricks, get your shit popped and stolen
Step I'm holdin', bitches be rollin'
Ghetto style, I'ma stay that
Tryin' to get cash out the ass a stripper

Dub O, I'm down for whateva, do I gotta to get the chedda
Fuck over cities, we conquered galaxies and better
I was put here to crush CD's and tapes
Make a false move, I put this whole planet in checkmate
with this, we takin' over the spot
I don't like to, but I resort to the glock
The whole camp is sick, you do nuttin but like it
It's when you drown, your ass sink quicker if you fight it
bout you used to rob niggaz with pump shotties
I know you love club music nigga, but you got a jack in your body
You fake ass niggaz, screened like a short pass
And if you incorrect, I'ma diamond cut bastard ass
You got mind control over me like Deebo but you my friend
Cause when I'm around you be but when I leave you be talkin' again
But we do it how you want cause I'm widdit to brawl with you
Now what if I put your bitch ass in a and fall witchu

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

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

Your bitch said aliens raped her and her four
But it was all the Outz, we up as Martians
I, crack a brew it's nuttin' else I'd rather do
Hop out a cab or two to your avenue to you
Your style get ate like italian
Then I get Red to sell you achey or a of shake
Y'all can open up wide and suck this
of y'all niggaz can't fuck with Bricks
While you scrubbin' dishes, we Swishers
Fuckin' women ends up in the Benz with switches
We cop nigs
One from spot, blunts be mystery mix
We got, spots, all my niggaz in Bricks
While stash clips in bags of Bar-B-Q potato chips
Plus your main loved us
Slip her some bom-ba she'll twenty of us

Yo, you pack that little ass gun 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, em what that dough like

D. Don, I gets mine, and stay it
My thug brawl with rhymes and stay shittin' it
Check my shine, iced out like your pendant
V.I.P. nigga, hustlin' and spendin'
Got trickin' tryin' to get with me
Got police, flock tryin to cop from me
How pouns you want, how many pounds you need?
I cultivate, every block I go and drop nigga
I grow trees, niggaz me, for bein' low key
That from A.C.

I'm steady on hoes, Grand Royal like the Green Eyed Bandit
Jump straight in the Lex New Jersey transit
Let my man spit that Don
Gov-Matic that shit that's toxic, I rock shit
It's that hot shit like Bust got
Plus I glock, on pussies I trust not
They get blown, burned like on cell phone
Bring the terror to block like the toughest nigga from jail home
And you gone when my squad come around
We hella from Isabella to Downtown