Luyện nghe bài hát Got To Love It

[Intro:


For I set it off

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

[Verse 1:
You ain't the only one big wallets
got it, my brolic
dotted, but ya publishing go to Miss Wallace
honest, BIG shit, he made two albums
you wylin, and he can't dawg who styled em'
it was Rocawear, Dame 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, he got you in Atlantic City
put ya' budget outta baseline, gotdamn it's
you love a Harlem nigga, we get it cookin it's
but now I look, we got dudes in Brooklyn than you
apparently right, down in video
I shoulda you on the cheek, you a pretty hoe
in Jaz video u in it, Peter Pan
I was hopping off the Greyhound, Pan
how could he be the man huh, only fam
I don't suck or kiss ass and i'm conceited damn
but we hawk yo, where you walk bro
you could fool the rest of the world as long as New York
we put you underground clown gon' check the cellars
I he 40 years old, I don't respect my elders
I respect the hustlers plus the grinders and the
you's a customer buster, here go jet

[Chorus: Max
You gotta us the way we getting 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 40th niggas we toat guns
DIPSET! - This is 40th we from the slums
DIPSET! - 40 nigga you not the one
Its killa season holla at em' nigga cause here it

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

[Chorus: Max

Cam'Ron]
Yall niggas don't 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 anthrax over man
And we George man
You aint gone Hussein it
Acting you got something over there
You doing what did
You making songs man
Let it out man
We for fifteen rounds man
And All I did was once
Everybody getting ready to to the plate
And im gonna up again
And slam and grand slam ass
Pardon me,
I you
I know you that
I Dame sold you his old pathfinder
in for the gs
You son
Where is Money at
is like where are they
Im get to all that
dog
1
let the games doggie
Im laughing at you ass no homo
You ugly dog you
You man you ugly
My man Un said you look like rock and all that
You old alf ass
Ima get back to you
You look alf

Max B]x2