Luyện nghe bài hát Espacio

[Lil'
Dangerous
Uhh Black Rob
Y'all know?
Uhh Uhh
niggas
Lil Kim and Rob

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

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

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

Rob]
Like I'm just talking like I never did things
Snatch chains and rings, teddy from siblings
I did things some of cowards might not imagine
run in the stores, gun drawn, spasm
Press the bitch I'm not havin
Or it'll your ?super? leave in a bag and
wagon, bait boy I'm not braggin
It's a promise, I'll take em to school like
my thing do what I do best
Want the treasure chest, and that dough in girl breasts
How dare you try to stash yours in your
What's mines is mines, yours aint yours
Get his whip, watch how I paint yours
Watch poppi and them, hit it up the paintballs
Coward niggas, got the gall, thinkin I won't lamp in the
New Year's and drop the ball, bitches!

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