Luyện nghe bài hát G-Joint

Yo, I rock the out
I don't 'bout everyone else

we don't make, we gonna take, motherfucker
Get this straight and fix face
I ain't sell millions, I'm in the buildings
With poppy comin' through with them bricks by

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

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

And you gon' get in the head, true story
Crips do thing in blue gloves, pop off some Red
Me, I'm on the move stopping for bread
Double R and D-Block nigga, copper and

Stay in the

I don't why the fuck you amped, yo
Got hoodrat bitches birds on the public transpo
Niggaz in the hood that go out Rambo
They hot since had that [unverified]

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

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

I cool 'coz niggaz is asthma
Fuck that, might as well call me pool 'coz I'm gettin'
And that Lamborghini the stash
Even gettin' the mass while some haze be mixed wit the

Pass that blunt,

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

All y'all fags'll get ate like
This is a sport bitch, you could call me J Van Dam
All these so 'Guerrillas' be tellin'
I'ma rag on these of a Predicate Felon, motherfucker

Homie, what you want, the blade or the
I'm the one that send the order when they 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' can't wait to call cops
'Til I make 'em sick and put pellets in they mouth like drops
J-Hood bitch, my name in the ghetto
I'm O.G. and I play the streetz like a cello