Luyện nghe bài hát D's Up

[Sheek
out the Rover nigga
Hoodie on, back to them thangs
Summer's ova (Oh Summer's ova)
I my shit
copped a GT, album bout to drop
I'm bout to rap my
go see me way upstate
Sheek Louch: Taxes
on the plate (G-UNOT!)
The is beige, the wine is aged
The yak is strong, the barrel is
Sheek these little niggas ass like thongs (BITCH!)
I ain't spit that to get dis whip
Your advance: I made with just this trip
Next trip I'm savin' my
I know the hip hop police sit and study my flow
So I 'em off, play the golf course
Disappear AIDS
Yellow fo wit the Polo pants
And ever New Orleans
I've been comin' through
weed and crazy blunts
Word is, rats and they ain't seen you once
up
Back with Bad Boy reminiscin', me and Big both Bacardi up (What Up Big!)
They say I'm too for the new school
I can't attend classes, so I build up the masses
Red jeans, Belushi glasses
Me just sittin there, causin' some
Sheek a breed
don't understand what I'm doin' there
With some seeds (I'm in the hood nigga)
10-10in', army coat no
Doo rag, but not from my
The beat's
They what the street's been missin'
Walk Wit Me, but that was just for the streets to listen
November 8th, I'm back like the wrath
Ya'll bitch ya'll ain't safe
GO!

See the I paint son
If I ain't the of New York then there ain't one
Tell me who fuckin' it
And you can put on it
I'm in the O-6 Supercharged wit on it
Mad-hot, to have is to not
My crack spot is on my laptop
Much cheaper the carter, it's affordable
I ain't gotta infiltrate, cause it's portable
[C'mon] The trey 5-7 is
If any big niggas is wit me they came home
Either way I'ma pop nine
Call him 40 Cent now, cause he dropped dime
And he got me kinda jammed up now, I can't lie
But I know who told his black ass he can't die
The other day I 40 in a hour
Fuck, in the studio, I'm Berry Gordy wit the
No retreat , No
I'm at the juice bar, in the blender
[NAH!] ready for the Winter
Sweat-suit weather, reason I shoot better
Carry the big
And leave the scene real nasty, like chocolate milk after a Big Mac
I'm on my CEO right now
Til this underhanded politic shit pipe (Feel Me!)
Shout out to the and maxes
November 8th, Louch: After Taxes
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