Luyện nghe bài hát Cloze Ya Doorz

To each his own, I'ma have this known the door
I make niggaz walk like ball
Y'all game down the block, for me it's hip-hop
the clock, critical I'm bound to drop (stop)
You ain't know I'm girl, youse a Wannabe
Like the Spice Girls, you betta think girl
I'm untry-able,
Won't be held liable for givin knots that's
R-O-Z, recognize my
Rap G.I. Jane rockin' wide frames
Straight Newark we Brick layers, Na Na slayers
Don't play I coach and pick
In Da Bricks, get shit popped locked and stolen
Step I'm holdin', bitches be rollin'
style, I'ma stay that ripper
Tryin' to get 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 conquered and better
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' the spot
I don't like to, but I resort to the glock
The whole camp is sick, you can't do nuttin but it
It's like when you drown, ass sink quicker 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 ass niggaz, gettin' screened 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 I'm around you be quiet 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 Da Brick City

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

bitch said aliens raped her and her four friends
But it was all the Outz, we up as Martians
When I, 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 italian steak
I get Red to sell you achey or a pound of shake
Y'all can open up and suck this dick
None of y'all niggaz fuck with Bricks
While you scrubbin' dishes, we Swishers
women ends up in the Benz trunk with switches
We cop nigs
One from every spot, be mystery mix
We got, spots, all my niggaz stay in
While y'all stash in bags of Bar-B-Q potato chips
Plus your main loved us
Slip her some bom-ba she'll fuck of us

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

D. Don, I mine, and stay gettin' it
My thug mind'll with rhymes and stay shittin' it
Check my shine, iced out like your pendant
V.I.P. ghetto nigga, and spendin'
Got bitches trickin' to get with me
Got police, niggaz tryin to cop from 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 in the Lex offa New Jersey transit
Let my man that Don shit
Gov-Matic spit that that's toxic, I rock shit
It's that hot like Busta Bust got
Plus I bust glock, on I trust not
They get blown, burned minutes on cell phone
Bring the terror to your block the toughest nigga from jail home
And you dead gone my squad come around
We hella from Isabella to Downtown