Luyện nghe bài hát G-Shit

Yeah, yeah, rich sluts love me like I'm Morris Chestnutt
They hit me on the 2-way, to link up
My wrist is up, canary and blue
For them project chicks that be new

I got 3 trucks, 2 Coupes, all in a
Blowin' hundreds in Northern Light, the blunt
Catch a stunt in the drop
My P.O. think he Rambo but I'm still holdin' on that

Everybody rat, now, on the beat tapes
Dirtball, niggaz, even pee straight
Mansion shit, moved in the wing
You broke-ass couldn't buy a chicken wing

it, money, I'm out for the profit money
And that advance you got, be my pocket money
Yeah, my transporter's cute but got a real flat
Put a in her bra, she a 36 F

You got on your strip, that's that G shit
G-G-G
You got bitch movin' bricks, that's that G shit
G-G-G

You takin' out of trips, that's that G shit
Unit
You catchin' fish scale flips, that's G shit
G-G-G

I was slingin' on the
this fiend, I ran up on her
She was lookin' hungry
So I gave her 20's

she handed me the money
Man, the money was
come the NARC's, do doo doo

Duckin' the D's, the P's
Tossin' my cheese, man, I got these on they knees
Yo, my Coke is Snow White and my workers, the 7
I got you need, homey, hard or soft

Man, I bombs like Hiroshima
I got the heroin cut with the Bonita
Task force got me hemmed up the wall

'Cause I'm up in the slingin' wakeup calls
Dimes and 20's, don't you know is money?
I done slept in straight supplyin' junkies

You got diesel on your strip, that G shit
G-G-G
You got your bitch movin' bricks, that's that G
Unit

You takin' out of town trips, that G shit
G-G-G
You catchin' fish flips, that's that G shit
G-G-G

What'chu know about measuring spoons, bags and
My a goldmine but it's hot as hell
There's money to make, I my Timbs runnin' from Jake
And got knocked my ratchet, jumpin' the gate

Listen, I had the fish scale and the white butter
Heavy D was known as the 'Overweight Lover', believe me
Sling D, sling that Coke
that Meth, 'til your spot is hot death

Yo, D's kicked my for the search and seizure
My moms dropped to the and she caught a seizure
I got 4 workers and one for the jux'ers

A mac in the and a mac in the bushes
is drug dealer rap, a mean 16
I'm Tony Yayo, I'm a dream

You got diesel on your strip, that G shit
Unit
You got your bitch movin' bricks, that's that G
Unit

You takin' out of town trips, that's that G
G-G-G
You catchin' fish scale flips, that G shit
Unit