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 uptown to Harlem, 'em that I sent ya
Tell 'em it's August, I'm gon' 'til
I need a couple birds, get a broad, 'em sent up

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

I run up on with 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',
I'm sorry 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
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, dome, from a thick chick in sandles
Watching Shaft, 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 locked inside, yeah
Two more for Cam for over the Roc
Yeah, yeah, it's my so

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

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

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

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

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

This on my wrist is
To me it's yellow hearts and pink diamonds
Where I get the money for this? think rhymin'
You with Pablo, Bravo, Mario Via Bolo ho, Ta-to

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