Luyện nghe bài hát Double R What

What up what up up, yeah!
Eve, do it again!

Yeah, it's the ghost and Eve
I squeeze my shit, I don't wave it and
motherfuckin' extra lame
Here's the game, when I shoot seeds, man can catch your brain

He looked a hero he drove the taxi in the hallway
Shootin' niggas down if they is tacky
Get an 18 or brick and my clothes is
And the Porsche got a glass

The blunt got a purple haze in it, little bit of hash too
See me I pass through, fuck around and I'ma blast you
Do what I have to, to get my math too
I a message, ain't a phone I use

I call my niggas, bat 'em down, they bones I
Leave 50 dead, niggas know my groove
Another 20 more engine know my tools
I got a gun, you need to fo'
Fuck you bring yo' man

S be the ghost, Double R
First the hawk, then next come the toast
K to the R Double R
Send mad cowards on they way to

E V E, R What
First lady, I just point, they
Ryde or Die, Double R
Better keep your hammer right by side

I gave you the best
On top of that, I even made set goals
I wanna know how many bullets can flesh hold
Thirty-two, or the tech holes

My dirty crew rather hawk you to death rather than you to death
'Cause listenin' is like livin' yo' talkin' is death
So y'all better start before you start bleedin'
And the odds was against us we got EVE-n

Niggas in the hood don't give a fuck if you
Or drunk with the Prince C.D. own, bumpin' a
frontin' I get my you in the pump kinda hot out
Hit the button put the roof in the

Play the block with the Blue 45 and make your mouth leak
Can't fuck with NY, get my from South Beach
You got a ride, getchu a cab
Ya' bitches is mad, Eve got the and smash, uh

S be the ghost, Double R
First come the hawk, then come the toast
K to the R, Double R
Send mad on they way to Allah

E V E, Double R
lady, I just point, they squeeze
Ryde or Die, R What
Better keep hammer right by your side

I'm a bitch
Ain't nobody gettin' close to
And ain't nobody flipped and wrote the
And can't nobody sit and coach this
You feelin' lucky? then aproach me,

I'm like the glass, you just the coaster bitch, me!
You wanna make it ugly, can't do nothin' it
at the public, buggin' me
Rat bitch, pot bitch, hungover hot
Wantin' all that money, fuckin' gettin' in that rock,

Scared of Huh, we goin' get rid of you
Climbin' the walls wit' gimmicks, shit is pitiful
close by me, so why try me
They cop me but they too sloppy

Damn, I stuck in a box
You feelin' trapped, got your in knots
'Cause I ain't lettin' go, I keepin' it
I know you gettin' mad your luck's up
Plus I'm a purebread, baby, I fuck with mutts
on!

S be the ghost, Double R
First come the hawk, then next come the
K to the R, Double R
Send mad cowards on they way to

E V E, Double R
First lady, I just point, they
or Die, Double R What
Better keep your hammer right by your