Luyện nghe bài hát Eyes Up

Fake niggas, talkin' shit me and my, my click
to do, what to do, what to do, keep ya eyes up
Where you at, where you at, you at
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, ya eyes up

T3, keep yourself, Allah
Jay Dee, don't do no parties for no lie
levatatin' up in the sky
SV, got eyes on the prize well uh
SV, got they on the prize well uh, SV, SV

One on one, havin' some fun, in the master
Two is better than one, make it a masterpiece
You love it when my crew say we the D
You love it when my say we work for apathy

I hate it when these player hate me
Motor-bot, the executioner of emcees
Motorbot makin' sure niggas is
Juggernaut, you can say my will never be soft
SV, we the type of that never fall off

up
Where you at, you at
Where you at, you at
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon,
up

Jay Dee, do no parties for free, no lie
Jay Dee, do no parties for free, no lie
Jay Dee, do no parties for free, no lie
you at, where you at, where you at
C'on,

Say, my jam
We knockin' motherfuckers out damn socks
Remastered the S of the pad lock
makin' money, I been had a fat knot

Been up the shit to make ya head nod
You say my jam
You can me coming off the damn blocks
Since a kid I ain't never played wit damn

And I was ever known to cock block
Like jealous that must wanna get socked
Them niggas make me cop a damn glock
You say, say, say my jam

These know, Jay, can make the bed rock
Be hittin' bam bam, in bed rock
Compare the S to gators we them big
We fry mutherfuckers like a damn wop

and rule niggas like my man mop
So when my band rocks, the bands flop
You say my jam
You can say the S is the soul

The soul shot known to make 'em shell
devinous cats used to pop locks
I earls, when I used to pop locks
The S shit up like a dread lock
You say my jam knocks, you say my jam

So keep ya up
you at, where you at, where you at

up

T3, yourself, respect Allah
T3, keep yourself, Allah
T3, keep yourself, Allah

like again y'all uh huh, uh huh, one, two
It's like again uh huh, uh huh, one, two
like makin' money's critical rhyme written, lyrical
Some emcees will never know what we on giving and

Makin' beautiful and we keep delivering y'all niggas to the fall
And I forgivin' it, I should do some ill sh, like, like
Break your ligaments, you would be feelin' shit
Known to be doing shit and if you do shit
who you fuckin' wit

Never fuck around with the
fuck around wit the click
You might get ya split
Uh huh, y'all, uh huh, one, two
It's like uh huh, y'all, uh huh, one, two

It's eyes up
you at, where you at, where you at
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon,
like eyes up

T3, keep yourself, Allah
Jay Dee, don't do no for free no lie
Baatin up in the sky
SV, got they on the prize well uh
SV, got they eyes on the well uh
SV, got they eyes on the prize uh
SV, SV, SV, SV, SV