Luyện nghe bài hát D-game

Nigga this motherfuckin 504 shit
The South done up with the East baby
The Master P, Terror, and I am Krazy
I'm out Feel it

Wuz up playah ya' slick that
G chain with the bracelet to match
Well check this out wodie lay on the ground
For I show clown ass how these hot balls sound, they goin'

Click blouh blouh Click Click blouh
Click blouh blouh Click Click blouh
Click Click blouh Click Click blouh
Click Click blouh blouh that's my

Problem with take it straight to gun
So we can keep it give up your block and run
Too paper here to try an' count by ones
head cross me, our hollow wall is young
For you on the streets tryin to measure my blow
If you see the new know to add nine o's
Now I'm up to 2 or 72 o's
If you counting by the whips then it's 8 flopes
I'm heavy whether diamonds or broads
lover whether cocaine or cars
And what I hop in, its my
To shift mass put chronic in your dash

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Now if its on put the in the bag baby
You come short I'm gon' yo' ass baby
The neighborhood dope man fool yeah me
I'm out that to that C-P-3
Give me an ounce and I'm gon it to a brick nigga
You got my scratch--you snitch you a bitch nigga
Hit the pen you probably gon' be a missed
So here's some prop for motherfuckin tiss nigga

Imagine all the in the projects was made of cocaine
I'd be young nigga in this rap game
All my come in arm of trucks
More more houses more hoes to fuck
You wasn't worried when I was local nigga, I'm wide
You niggas can't take it, You
The let me loose out I reveal, Thuggin wit P
It's No until I die yall can't fuck wit me