Luyện nghe bài hát Dipset Anthem

Yeah,
Oh, come on, fuck with boy
It's Santana, Heatmakers, 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 uptown to Harlem, tell 'em that I ya
Tell 'em it's August, I'm gon' 'til
I need a couple birds, get a broad, have 'em up

my bird, get my broad have her sent up, please
Call my niggaz, my squad, have 'em sent 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 pound and it
Like it's my block now, all right He understood me quite clear
Then thing banged out and ranged out the side of his right ear
And I got back to my business, to my bitches
Back to the kitchen, pyrex vision

Pop, I let that white sit in
Get hard, get rock, get to the block and pitchin',
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 stood at home on a chrome, with a zone
the channels, watching how the gangstas do it
I alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandles
Watching Shaft, clocking

Now I see death around the corner, stay high
I survive in the city where the skinny niggas die?
Nope, the city where the skinny niggas ride, yeah
Four semi on the side, yeah, twisting when they drive, yeah

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

Okay, okay,
Y'all can't fuck with me, no way, what? or Hector Camacho
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 music
I stood at home hand on a chrome, with a
Flippin' the channels, watching how the do it
I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick 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 when I tough
I'm like Buckshot shorty, duck

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

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

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

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

I stood alone the wall, in the zone
Hand on my handles, listening to music
I alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandles
Shaft, clocking math