Luyện nghe bài hát Cloze Ya Doorz

To his own, I'ma have this known from the door
I make walk like ball four
Y'all score game the block, for me it's hip-hop
Around the clock, critical I'm to drop (stop)
You ain't know I'm girl, youse a Wannabe
Like the Spice Girls, you think twice girl
I'm untry-able,
Won't be liable for givin knots that's untie-able
R-O-Z, my name
Rap G.I. Jane rockin' colorful frames
Straight from Newark we Brick layers, Na Na
Don't play I and pick players
In Da Bricks, get your shit locked and stolen
Step back I'm holdin', bitches be
Ghetto style, I'ma stay ripper
to get cash out the ass like a stripper

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

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

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

Your bitch said aliens raped her and her four
But it was all the Outz, we up as Martians
When I, crack a brew it's else I'd rather do
Hop out a cab or two to your avenue to you
Your style get ate italian steak
Then I get Red to sell you or a pound of shake
Y'all can up wide and suck this dick
None of y'all niggaz can't fuck Bricks
While you scrubbin' dishes, we puffin
Fuckin' women up in the Benz trunk with switches
We cop nigs
One from spot, blunts be mystery mix
We got, spots, all my niggaz in Bricks
While y'all stash clips in bags of potato chips
Plus your honey loved us
her some bom-ba she'll fuck twenty of us

Yo, you pack that little ass gun like Nights
After we brawl and fight, yo bitch I'ma tonight
At shows we so tight we flow it's one mic
Raw underground, yo Don, em what 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 like pendant
V.I.P. ghetto nigga, and spendin'
Got bitches trickin' to get with me
Got police, flock niggaz tryin to cop me
How many pouns you want, how pounds you need?
I cultivate, every block I go and seeds nigga
I grow trees, know me, for bein' low key
hustler from A.C.

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