Luyện nghe bài hát G-Joint

Yo, I the fuck out
I don't know 'bout else

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

Listen cocksucker and clown, 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 damn way I'll be fuckin'

And I'm aiming for yo waist, you duck
So I can you in the head when I'm buckin' tha pound
And I you that I'm holiday Styles, let's celebrate
Heard you money, I'll 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 move stopping for bread
Double R and D-Block nigga, and lead

Stay in the

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

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

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

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

Pass that blunt,

I'm in the hood where the get knocked off
Gang members find they members with both of they legs chopped off
Niggaz ain't scrappin, they ya
The don't need a tree branch 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 called be tellin'
rag on these Thoughts of a Predicate Felon, motherfucker

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

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