Luyện nghe bài hát Got To Love It

[Intro:


For I set it off

off
You a bitch (nigga)
Only reason im this
Ima just name five real quick
Got a hundred fifty got a hundred
First, you Rocafella from Dame
Second, you stole Kanye from
Third, you stole Rocafella from
Forth, I the nigga throw that diamond up before them shots was fired
Fifth, hold on turn the off
I had to turn the beat off for
You talking you an eighties baby
You seven years old
You was in 1968
And I open the Daily how is the king of New York rockin sandals with jeans
Open toe with chancletas with jeans on
How is the king of New York sandals with jeans when he 42 years old
to business!

[Verse 1:
You the only one with big wallets
got it, my brolic
dotted, but ya publishing go to Miss Wallace
honest, stealing BIG shit, he made two
you wylin, and he can't dress dawg who em'
it was Rocawear, when had it now u got it
call it cockawear, (got it on?) not in
it pronto, you don't see a car, no
Dame & bitch for years, now you Juan's hoe
he own the Forty Forty, he got you in Atlantic
put ya' budget outta baseline, gotdamn pretty
you love a Harlem nigga, we get it cookin true
but now I look, we got more in Brooklyn than you
right, down in Jeezy video
I shoulda you on the cheek, you a pretty hoe
in Jaz video u in it, Peter Pan
I was off the Greyhound, Peter Pan
how could he be the man huh, reason fam
I don't suck dick or kiss ass and i'm conceited
but we hawk yo, where you walk bro
you could fool the rest of the world as long as New know
we put you underground clown gon' check the cellars
I know he 40 years old, I don't respect my
I respect the hustlers the grinders and the sellers
you's a buster, here go jet propellers

Max B]x2
You gotta hate us the way we this paper
All my niggas is coming strait from minimum
niggas dick ridin the dips steady tryin to us
They tryna spray us, But Ferraris we got in flavors
DIPSET! - We in niggas we toat them guns
DIPSET! - is 40th nigga we from the slums
DIPSET! - Pushin 40 you not the one
Its killa season holla at em' nigga cause here it

[Verse 2:
Who fuck with me, no mammal
but we tote
at ya' open toe sandals, and you look Joe Camel
off of right, no contact
but bust a fly joint they put us out the
I the label right, alot of cats wonder how
everytime I that label I get fined a hundred thou
just for tellin I get fined a hundred thou
them cats are ill, 5 times a of mill
wan't to play like a bumper sticker, smack a
Paul Wall cap a grill, but them are daffodil's
east coast, coast slang, yo cap get peeled
down in Houston ask B, i'm a fo'real
heck he tell me, better dwell me
Beyonce fiance? check my LP
I might bring her
thats your girl, thats your world, had the thing fuckin singing bout slinging
mister Rocafella, stop stop it fella
still got her acapellas, but I Akinyele her
**put it in ya' mouthhhhh - put it in ya'
it my fault i'm raw, i'm sorry B but I wanna war
and he stabbed Un over Baltimore (fuckin fagget)
sucker for love.. uh uh.. sucker for
kill a bitch, go to trial, hand be in a glove
i'mma hop in the bed, dawg just gon' pop off her
tell ole Jay-Z chill, is dead

[Chorus: Max

Cam'Ron]
Yall don't want it with us man
just round one on fifteen rounds B
We ready you aint bluff us at no concert
Sell out 25,000 acting like you diss us
You got over there man
And we George man
You aint Sadam Hussein it
Acting like you got something over
You doing Ma$e did
You making songs man
Let it out man
We ready for rounds man
And All I did was battle
Everybody getting to step to the plate
And im gonna step up
And and grand slam your ass
me, Dipset
I you
I know you like
I remember Dame sold you his old
in for the gs
You son
is Sauce Money at
Where is like where are
Im get to all that
dog
1
let the games begin
Im laughing at you ass no homo
You ugly dog you
You man you ugly
My man Un said you like fraggle rock and all that
You old alf ass
Ima get back to you
You like alf

[Chorus: Max