Luyện nghe bài hát Da Weight Is Over

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We son
I'm you thugs and fake ones
Don't one
eat the bread that I break son

Trying to me
Leavin on phase one
We son
Ain't goin nowhere until we

Take a track from
And flip like crazy
you God
But look more like Patrick

Believe it you lie
it you gonna ride
By the words we speak
You gonna or die

it's time for the real ones to step it up
Like it's time for the son to shut it up

It's along time
No the wait
Don't won't no for the thought
Get from the plate

dog
You a no god
Heaven is frown
On your whole squad

Roc-a-fella frontin like you hard
Can't even step up on the streets without your

So up Hova
The wait is
You losin all your
a 3 leaf clover

(D.C.P.)
Bandanna rockers
most wanted
Biblical heat
Raw beef you don't it
bad for your blood
C-walk all over your whole
walk with cats like us come thru
You got a
Take it up Elohiem
you stoppin us
Then playa wak up out dream
We got bodyguards bigger your whole team
Snatchin souls out of
My click be
Better turn your life around a U'ie
you headin straight to the fire
Like a fat
Getting chocked up in the back of the
Marijuana, liquor snatchin you thugs
Not even knowin the bartender be pourin

I goin
Hittin the
I'm about the pearly ones
Not runnin from
Hittin
We bound
streets
Dubs
No bullet Lacs
bustin at me
Dirty south
I it all
Baller up
Baller must

Wanna live your
So
Go ahead and get
No
Before you lose life
Boy
The is over
The world on us
Got the whole son waiting on us
So we step up on this game
be hatin on us
I see you all up like you ready to bust
We of this crap
They on us

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W I S E seekin for
I come to snatch em up out the
Son hit em and
I that you thug livin
The way that you drug
you say that you God
I know that you women
Comin thru the hood you rougher than rough
But in the of my God
You just a speckle of
And it's to bow down
it to God
'cause you grillin up
Frontin you hard
Bullets ricashay on you grand dream car
Ego trippin like the whole know who you are
You ain't for it
But mean that you won't get it
Like you about God
mean that you gonna live it
Everybody wanna
nobody in love
Homie Christ His blood
While you lettin off
Eminem I know you claim to be
You talk about Britney Spears
But won't talk about
if you do son
Be on the next hit
And when he up out the joint
Get whole wig split
Wanna keep it
Then baby boy keep it
Knowin you sayin
So the will think you real
Know that you Slim
Time to it up
It's for the real one to please stand up