Luyện nghe bài hát G-Joint

Yo, I the fuck out
I know 'bout everyone else

Whatever we don't make, we take, motherfucker
Get this straight and fix your
I ain't gotta sell millions, I'm in the
With poppy comin' through them bricks by eight

Listen cocksucker and clown, be leaving you cut
You're a dutch hound, bustin' ya down
Niggaz driving in a wit your hoe in the back
Be the only damn way I'll be around

And I'm for yo waist, hopin' you duck
So I can you in the head when I'm buckin' tha pound
And I told you that I'm Styles, let's celebrate
Heard you gettin' money, rob you right now

And you get popped in the head, true story
Crips do they thing in blue gloves, pop off Red
Me, I'm on the only stopping for bread
Double R and nigga, copper and lead

Stay in the

I know why the fuck you amped, yo
Got hoodrat bitches carryin' on the public transpo
Niggaz in the hood that go out Rambo
hot since 138th had that [unverified]

Young Buck, dumb
Two Gunz up, ride or die 'til the up
and a gentleman, dawg
I got class, I'ma send a bunch a roses to men in tha morgue

I'll be south bendin' a whore, pretendin' I'm on
Thirty on eighty-five like Jay Barnes, Sean
Beef wit New York rappers, I'm 'em all
On my Slick Rick shit, could lick the balls

I been cool 'coz niggaz is
Fuck that, might as well call me 'coz I'm gettin' splashed
And that Lamborghini liftin' the
Even gettin' the mass while some haze be wit the hash

Pass that blunt,

I'm in the hood where the get knocked off
Gang members find they family members with of they legs chopped off
Niggaz scrappin, they bangin' ya
The judge don't a tree branch when they hangin' ya

All y'all get ate like clams
This is a blood sport bitch, you could me J Van Dam
All these so called be tellin'
I'ma rag on these Thoughts of a Predicate Felon,

Homie, you want, the blade or the slug?
I'm the one that send the order they sprayed up the club
Bitch nigga, bow head in the presence of G's
the lead up and squeeze, I'm a Great Dane, niggaz is fleas

Fuckin' rats can't wait to cops
'Til I make 'em sick and put pellets in mouth like cough drops
bitch, my name rang in the ghetto
'Coz I'm O.G. and I play the like a cello