Luyện nghe bài hát Dipset Anthem

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

Today's a new day, got the boo-lay up in the
So go to Harlem, tell 'em that I sent ya
Tell 'em it's August, I'm gon' 'til
I need a birds, get a broad, have 'em sent up

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

I run up on them the pound and light it
Like it's my now, all right kid? He understood me quite clear
that thing banged out and ranged out the side of his right ear
And I got back to my business, back to my
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 this is how I'm getting, how I get it, hey

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I alone 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