Luyện nghe bài hát Got To Love It

[Intro:


For I set it off

off
You a nigga (nigga)
Only reason im this
Ima just name five reasons quick
Got a hundred fifty got a hundred
First, you stole Rocafella Dame
Second, you stole Kanye Dame
Third, you stole Rocafella from
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 talking bout you an baby
You seven years old
You was born in
And I open the Daily News how is the king of New York rockin with jeans
Open toe sandals chancletas with jeans on
How is the king of New York sandals with jeans when he 42 years old
to business!

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You ain't the one with 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 dress who styled em'
it was Rocawear, when had it now u got it
call it cockawear, (got it on?) not in
dead it pronto, you see a car, no
Dame & bitch for years, now you Juan's hoe
he own the Forty Forty, he got you in City
put ya' budget baseline, gotdamn it's pretty
you a Harlem nigga, we get it cookin it's true
but now I look, we got more dudes in Brooklyn you
apparently right, in Jeezy video
I kissed you on the cheek, you a pretty hoe
in Jaz video u starred in it, Pan
I was off the Greyhound, Peter Pan
how could he be the man huh, only fam
I don't suck dick or kiss ass and i'm damn
but we hawk yo, right where you bro
you could fool the rest of the world as long as New York
we put you clown they gon' check the cellars
I know he 40 years old, I respect my elders
I the hustlers plus the grinders and the sellers
you's a customer buster, here go jet

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You hate us the way we getting this paper
All my niggas is coming from minimum wages
niggas dick the dips steady tryin to play us
They tryna us, But Ferraris we got them in flavors
DIPSET! - We in niggas we toat them guns
DIPSET! - This is 40th we from the slums
DIPSET! - Pushin 40 you not the one
Its killa holla at em' nigga cause here it come

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Who could fuck with me, no
but we tote
at ya' open toe sandals, and you look like Joe
off of right, no contact
but bust a fly they put us out the contract
I left the label right, of cats wonder how
everytime I diss label I get fined a hundred thou
just for tellin ya'll I get fined a thou
them cats are ill, 5 times a of mill
wan't to like a bumper sticker, smack a grill
Paul Wall cap a grill, but cats 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 her back
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 will her
it in ya' mouthhhhh - put it in ya' mouthhhhhh**
it ain't my fault i'm raw, i'm B but I wanna war
and he Un over Charlie Baltimore (fuckin fagget)
sucker for love.. uh uh.. sucker for
a bitch, go to trial, hand be stuffed in a glove
i'mma hop in the bed, dawg gon' pop off her head
ole Jay-Z chill, Cochran is dead

[Chorus: Max

Cam'Ron]
Yall niggas want it with us man
This just one on fifteen rounds B
We ready you aint bluff us at no concert
out 25,000 acting like you gon' diss us
You got anthrax there man
And we George man
You aint gone Hussein it
Acting like you got something over
You doing what did
You making secret man
Let it out man
We ready for fifteen man
And All I did was battle
Everybody getting ready to to the plate
And im gonna step up
And slam and slam your ass
Pardon me,
I you
I know you that
I remember Dame sold you his old
in for the gs
You son
Where is Sauce at
Where is like are they
Im get to all that
dog
1
let the games begin
Im at you ugly ass no homo
You dog you ugly
You man you ugly
My man Un said you look fraggle rock and all that
You old alf ass
Ima get back to you
You look alf

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