Luyện nghe bài hát Down 4 Whateva

Brooklyn, uh, yeah, now
Check shit out

Now this motherfucking capo right here
Mash Out Posse, Slash, O.C. come like a glock and a clip
We gon' jam its time to blast
Big niggaz that rap, we to get in your ass

We done played the background, ayyo all my
I'm naming names, it, it's on
I'm taking it back to Brooklyn shit
With this ten man

Who don't know how to act, for some niggaz to hit
And if you ever think it happen to you
You might just end up in the East with some bale ass shoes
I ain't playin' no more, I'm bring it to your ass raw

I the word around, nigga, this means war
Yo, that, Brooklyn's on the map forever
To Billy and Fame, I you niggaz down for whatever
With Mike, go get the guns when it's time to
To Brooklyn I a 21-gun salute
(Come on)

Crown Heights, "Thought I'd y'all"

(Firing Squad)
"Thought I'd y'all"

Bushwick, "Thought I'd y'all"
(See I)

East New York, "Thought I'd y'all"

I used to 'em, this is a holdup
Make 'em up, come up out your clothes
And get your whole shit up
game ain't changed 'cause I became a rapping dude

I'm a black cat, quick, and straight clapping dude
Play the
(Try to act rude)
your clown ass ways, these days, look what your ass got
Clap, the body, I'm keeping it real

That cartoon ass thought he was King of the hill
That whole was animation, imitation
When I shipped that ass on out, like
of Emancipation, proclamation

Constitutional rights, the last
Your facin', M.O.P., O.G.'s, flippin' track with O.C.
Niggaz we, hold this shit down for Brooklyn, nigga
Where guns spark and leave things smoking, nigga

Crown Heights, "Thought I'd y'all"

(Firing squad)
"Thought I'd y'all"

Bushwick, " Thought I'd y'all"
(See I)

East New York, "Thought I'd y'all"

Hot damn, danze your head
cooperation, I'm taking donations, ante up the bread
You got that fat while we gone
(Clap, clap)
So, the balance that I wrote like [unverified], taking on

Put the rest of that in the bag
I would tear your ass to pieces, so you don't make me mad
You known, I control my destiny
(Here we go again)
I only got love for the thugs next to me

Berkuance, soldier, I'm ill
(Who that?)
I told ya, I'm
And I've been a double danly
Everyone, my crew is sayin'
(Daddy, fail me)

Hold on, the way I jettin' my foes may never be even
I'm one of them that niggaz refuse to believe in
So keep
(Life is of obstacles)
My only goal is too breathing
(At 24 old)

Brooklyn, "Thought I'd y'all"