Luyện nghe bài hát Dipset Anthem

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lick a shot for Big Pop and 'Pac,
One more for Shyne 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 Camacho
Tech blows and watch yo' chest close and
Motherfucker I'm the best, I told before, I should y'all before

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

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

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

Yes, they kissing cousins, toys muppets
Worst that, they go home and kiss they husband
That shit is
Keep the chickens clucking, keep the pigeons

This on my is nothing
To me it's just yellow and pink diamonds
Where I get the money for this? Don't rhymin'
You fucking with Pablo, Bravo, Mario Via Bolo ho,

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

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