Luyện nghe bài hát Cloze Ya Doorz

To each his own, I'ma 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 nice girl, youse a
Like the Spice Girls, you think twice girl
I'm untry-able,
be held liable for givin knots that's untie-able
R-O-Z, my name
Rap G.I. Jane rockin' colorful frames
from Newark we Brick layers, Na Na slayers
Don't play I coach and players
In Da Bricks, get your shit popped and stolen
Step back I'm holdin', be rollin'
Ghetto style, I'ma stay that
Tryin' to get cash out the ass like a

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

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

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

Your bitch said aliens her and her four friends
But it was all the Outz, we dressed up as
When I, crack a it's nuttin' else I'd rather do
Hop out a cab or two to your to battle you
style get ate like italian steak
Then I get Red to sell you achey or a pound of
Y'all can open up wide and this dick
None of y'all can't fuck with Bricks
While you scrubbin' dishes, we puffin
Fuckin' women ends up in the trunk with switches
We cop nigs
One every spot, blunts be mystery mix
We got, spots, all my niggaz stay in
While y'all stash clips in bags of Bar-B-Q potato
Plus main honey loved us
Slip her some bom-ba she'll fuck of us

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

D. Don, I gets mine, and stay it
My thug mind'll brawl with rhymes and stay it
Check my shine, iced out platinum your pendant
V.I.P. ghetto nigga, and spendin'
Got bitches trickin' to get with me
Got police, flock tryin to cop from me
How many pouns you want, how pounds you need?
I cultivate, every block I go and drop seeds
I grow trees, know 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 that Don shit
Gov-Matic spit that shit toxic, I rock shit
It's that hot shit like Bust got
I bust glock, on pussies I trust not
They get blown, burned like on cell phone
Bring the terror to your block like the toughest nigga from home
And you dead gone when my squad around
We hella illa Isabella to Downtown