Luyện nghe bài hát Down 4 Whateva

Brooklyn, uh, yeah, now
Check this out

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

We done the background, ayyo all my peops
I'm naming names, fuck it, on
I'm it back to some Brooklyn shit
With ten man clique

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 River with bale ass shoes
I ain't no more, I'm gonna bring it to your ass raw

I flipped the word around, nigga, this war
Yo, fuck that, on the map forever
To and Fame, I hope you niggaz down for whatever
With Mike, go get the guns when it's time to
To I give 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 roll 'em, is a holdup
Make 'em roll up, up out your clothes
And get whole shit swole up
This game ain't changed 'cause I became a dude

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

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

Constitutional rights, the generation
Your facin', M.O.P., O.G.'s, this track with O.C.
Niggaz know we, hold this shit 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 shot your
Full cooperation, I'm taking donations, up the bread
You got that fat while we were
(Clap, clap)
So, the balance that I wrote like [unverified], taking on

Put the rest of shit in the bag
I would tear your ass to pieces, so you don't make me mad
You ain't known, I 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, from my crew is
(Daddy, fail me)

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

Brooklyn, "Thought I'd y'all"