Luyện nghe bài hát Got To Love It

[Intro:


For I set it off

off
You a nigga (nigga)
reason im doing this
Ima just five reasons real quick
Got a hundred got a hundred fifty
First, you Rocafella from Dame
Second, you stole Kanye Dame
Third, you stole Rocafella from
Forth, I seen the nigga throw that diamond up 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 thirty seven old
You was born in
And I open the Daily News how is the king of New York rockin sandals jeans
Open toe with chancletas with jeans on
How is the king of New York rockin sandals with jeans he 42 years old
to business!

[Verse 1:
You ain't the one with big wallets
got it, my brolic
dotted, but ya publishing should go to Miss
honest, stealing BIG shit, he two albums
you wylin, and he can't dawg who styled em'
it was Rocawear, Dame had it now u got it
it cockawear, (got it on?) not in here
dead it pronto, you see a car, no
& BIG's bitch for years, now you Juan's hoe
he own the Forty, he got you in Atlantic City
put ya' budget baseline, gotdamn it's pretty
you love a Harlem nigga, we get it it's true
but now I look, we got more dudes in than you
apparently right, down in Jeezy
I shoulda kissed you on the cheek, you a hoe
in Jaz u starred 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 damn
but we hawk yo, right you walk bro
you could fool the rest of the world as as New York know
we put you underground clown they gon' the cellars
I know he 40 years old, I don't my elders
I respect the hustlers plus the grinders and the
a customer buster, here go jet propellers

[Chorus: Max
You gotta hate us the way we getting this
All my niggas is coming from minimum wages
niggas dick ridin the dips steady tryin to us
tryna spray us, But Ferraris we got them in flavors
DIPSET! - We in 40th niggas we toat them
DIPSET! - is 40th nigga we from the slums
DIPSET! - 40 nigga you not the one
Its killa season at em' nigga cause here it come

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

[Chorus: Max

[Outro:
Yall niggas want it with us man
This just round one on rounds B
We ready you aint bluff us at no concert
Sell out 25,000 acting like you gon' us
You got anthrax there man
And we Bush man
You aint gone Hussein it
Acting like you got something there
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 ready to step to the
And im step up again
And slam and grand your ass
Pardon me,
I you
I you like that
I remember Dame you his old pathfinder
in for the gs
You son
Where is Money at
Where is where are they
Im get back to all
dog
1
let the games doggie
Im at you ugly ass no homo
You ugly dog you
You ugly man you
My man Un said you look like fraggle and all that
You old alf ass
Ima get to you nigga
You like alf

Max B]x2