Luyện nghe bài hát Cloze Ya Doorz

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

Dub O, I'm down for whateva, do I gotta to get the chedda
Fuck takin' over cities, we conquered and better
I was put here to CD's and wreck tapes
Make a false move, I put this whole fuckin' planet in
with this, we takin' over the spot
I don't like to, but I will resort to the
The whole is sick, you can't do nuttin but like it
like when you drown, your ass sink quicker if you fight it
Talkin' bout you used to rob with pump shotties
I know you love club music nigga, but you ain't got a jack in body
You fake ass niggaz, gettin' screened like a 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' again
But we gonna do it how you cause I'm widdit to brawl with you
Now what if I put your bitch ass in a headlock and witchu

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

Yo niggaz, your windows and close ya doorz
Comin' straight from Da Brick

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

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

D. Don, I mine, and stay gettin' it
My thug mind'll brawl rhymes and stay shittin' it
my shine, iced out platinum like your pendant
V.I.P. ghetto nigga, hustlin' and
Got bitches tryin' to get with me
Got police, flock tryin to cop from me
How many pouns you want, how many pounds you
I cultivate, every block I go and drop seeds
I grow trees, niggaz know me, for low key
hustler from A.C.

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