Luyện nghe bài hát Espacio

[Lil'
Dangerous
Uhh Rob shit
Y'all don't
Uhh Uhh
niggas
Lil Kim and Rob

P Diddy , the moment you all been for
Murder yeah , ha ha

Rob]
What y'all riffin about, hang em like did in the South
Dead wit ya in ya mouth
Now what this shit is about, sleepin
Like I slip in ya house, and put my dick in your spouse
Till you get home , I'm amped like a of ya couch
Then sit on me, that's what I'ma spit
Pretty swiftly, til them coppers and get me
to tell his coward ass it's real
Actin like I can't get through Slomen Shield
I'm a veteran, take devils in front of him
Safe cracker, moved from New to Jers
Still sending ?kites with
heard, feds wanna tap my word
Take vehicles off curbs, tools off herbs, jewels off of all you
You swerve, I splurge all yall riches
Comin to joke and all yall bitches
Give respect respect is due
frontin, and I'ma put the tech to you

[CHORUS: Lil Kim and Black
espacio
Man up off me
espacio
Can I get a to breathe?
Dame
That give me space
espacio
Damn up off me

[Black
Like I'm talking like I never did these things
chains and rings, teddy bears from siblings
I did things of yall cowards might not imagine
run in the stores, gun drawn, spasm
Press the button bitch I'm not
Or it'll your ?super? employee in a bag and
Black wagon, boy I'm not braggin
It's a promise, take em to school like Nastradamus
It's my thing do what I do
Want the treasure chest, and that dough in girl breasts
How dare you try to stash yours in drawls
mines is mines, what's yours aint yours
Get his whip, watch how quickly I paint
Watch poppi and them, hit it up with the
Coward niggas, got the gall, thinkin I lamp in the hall
New Year's and drop the ball, bitches!

[Lil'
Where I from, we all got guns
Be a hundred of and we still won't run
Call the cops, they still come
We bang on niggas we playin the drums
These cats think know me Black
Well I hit em over the head and say "Homey play that"
Listen to they and say didn't I say that?
Damn, I'm the shit, like I'ma nigga they be bitin my dick
Get on some old shit, bitch run your kicks
Go on can have my flow
I y'all hoes for all yall dough
And by now I think all yall
Who's the winner, champ by T.K.O. WHAT