Luyện nghe bài hát Dipset Anthem

Yeah,
Oh, come on, with your boy
Santana, Heatmakers, where we at?
Let me see you this, Killa, Jones, Freakay
Yeah man, I'm at it, come on

Today's a new day, got the up in the suitcase
So go uptown to Harlem, 'em that I sent ya
Tell 'em August, I'm gon' 'til November
I need a couple birds, get a broad, have 'em up

Call my bird, get my broad have her up, please
Call my niggaz, call my squad, have 'em up, please
I see a town I'm likin'
See niggas getting money in a town I like it

I run up on them with the and light it
it's my block now, all right kid? He understood me quite clear
Then that thing banged out and ranged out the of his right ear
And I got to my business, back to my bitches
Back to the kitchen, pyrex vision

Pop, I let that white sit in
Get hard, get rock, get to the and pitchin', what?
Yeah I'm but this is how I'm livin'
And this is how I'm getting, how I get it, hey

I alone watching the wall, in the zone
Hand on my handles, listening to gangsta
I at home hand on a chrome, with a zone
Flippin' the channels, watching how the do it
I alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandles
Watching Shaft, clocking

Now I see death the corner, gotta stay high
I survive in the city where the skinny niggas die?
Nope, it's the city where the skinny ride, yeah
Four five semi on the side, yeah, when they drive, yeah

a shot for Big Pop and 'Pac, yeah
One more for locked inside, yeah
Two more for Cam for over the Roc
Yeah, yeah, my year so

Okay, okay,
Y'all can't fuck with me, no way, what? Jose or Hector
Tech blows and watch yo' chest and tacos
Motherfucker I'm the best, I told y'all before, I should y'all

I alone watching the wall, in the zone
Hand on my handles, listening to gangsta
I stood at home on a chrome, with a zone
Flippin' the channels, watching how the do it
I stood alone, dome, from a thick chick in sandles
Watching Shaft, clocking

I'm on the West side of Chicago, lookin' for a bust
And me put my two arms up, touchdown!
You in touch now but when I tough down
I'm like Buckshot shorty, duck

Yeah I must clown, I'm from Harlem,
Where we flash money, take your bitch and ask you, now?
Birds flip a dozen, chicks is dicks they
Swallow my kids, go and they cousin

Yes, they kissing cousins, kissing muppets
Worst then that, they go home and they husband
That shit is
Keep the chickens clucking, the pigeons buggin'

This on my wrist is
To me it's just yellow hearts and diamonds
Where I get the money for Don't think rhymin'
You fucking with Pablo, Bravo, Mario Via ho, Ta-to

I stood alone watching the wall, in the
Hand on my handles, to gangsta music
I stood at home on a chrome, with a zone
the channels, watching how the gangstas do it

I stood watching the wall, in the zone
Hand on my handles, to gangsta music
I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick in sandles
Watching Shaft, clocking