Luyện nghe bài hát D - Game

What's up playa? you looking slick with
Hundred g with the bracelet to match
this out here whodi lay on the ground
For I show your ass how the hot boys sound
They going click click blow, blow click blow,
Click click blow, blow click blow
Click click blow, blow click blow
Click click blow, blow my style

1:]
Popping wit terror it straight to guns
Or we could keep it corporate give up your and run
Too much paper to try and count my ones
Over here cross me our hollow wall is
For our haters on the streets tryin to my blow
If you've seen the new whip they add nine 0's
Now I'm up to 2 bricks, a two 0's
If you by the whips than it's eight different flows
I'm heavy luva, the diamonds and broads
Too heavy luva, with the cocaine and
And what I hop in, it's my
To the mash quit tryin to get in the dash

What's up playa? you looking slick with
Hundred g chain the bracelet to match
Check this out whodi lay on the ground
For I your clown ass how the hot boys sound
going click click blow, blow click click blow,
Click click blow, blow click click
Click click blow, blow click blow
Click click blow, that's my style

2:]
Now if it's on with the bricks and the bag
You short, I'm a bust your head baby
They name a man whodi
Yeah me, I'm out that 5-0-4 plus that c-p-3
Give me an ounce and i'ma flip it to a brick
You got my scratch, if you you a trick figga
Hit the pen, you gonna be a misfigga
So a glock for your chest I mean your tits trigga

Imagine, all the bricks in the projects smeared cocaine
I be the young soldier in this rap game
All my come in armor trucks
More cars, houses, more freaks to pluck
You wasn't work, I was local playa
I'm worldwide, you haters take it you petrified
Then let me lose after I thuggin with p
It's no limit till I die can't get with me

What's up you looking slick with that
Hundred g chain the bracelet to match
Check this out here lay on the ground
For I show your clown ass how the hot boys
going click click blow, blow click click blow,
Click click blow, blow click blow
Click click blow, blow click blow
Click click blow, blow my style

3:]
I don't like violence but ha no shy logic
Don't material stuff either, but sho got a lot of it
to make money off tha street na, I make it off the beat
Walk my rott off the leash right off the
Talking shit i'ma big spinner so I really talk to much
Got guns, really big ones, think rap us up
See I love my fans but I love them haters
I don't really like the fame dog
But I show love to uh-huh
I want something bigger cause I the dough
Niggas talk shit, out
Leave them looking like bogues
Zoom zoom, 1100's I ride it slow
Not the type that's floss
But I ain't hide it though
Learn the from my big brother
C-e-o now, made man, well..c-e-o sounds
We the type dog, go to sleep, up and ball
You know what's up us
Now what's up y'all, uh-ha

What's up playa? you slick with that
Hundred g with the bracelet to match
this out here whodi lay on the ground
For I show your clown ass how the hot sound
They going click blow, blow click click blow,
Click click blow, click click blow
Click blow, blow click click blow
Click blow, blow that's my style