Luyện nghe bài hát Got To Love It

[Intro:


For I set it off

off
You a nigga (nigga)
Only im doing this
Ima just name five reasons real
Got a hundred got a hundred fifty
First, you stole from Dame
Second, you stole Kanye from
Third, you stole Rocafella from
Forth, I seen the nigga throw diamond up before them shots was fired
Fifth, hold on turn the 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 with jeans
Open toe sandals with chancletas with on
How is the king of New York rockin sandals with jeans he 42 years old
to business!

[Verse 1:
You the only one with big wallets
got it, my shits
dotted, but ya publishing should go to Wallace
honest, BIG shit, he made two albums
you wylin, and he can't dawg who styled em'
it was Rocawear, when had it now u got it
it cockawear, (got it on?) not in here
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 Atlantic
put ya' budget outta baseline, gotdamn pretty
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 kissed you on the cheek, you a hoe
in Jaz u starred in it, Peter Pan
I was hopping off the Greyhound, Pan
how he be the man huh, only reason fam
I don't suck dick or kiss ass and i'm damn
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 they 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 buster, here go jet propellers

Max B]x2
You gotta hate us the way we getting paper
All my niggas is coming strait minimum wages
niggas dick ridin the dips steady to play 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 holla at em' cause here it come

[Verse 2:
Who fuck with me, no mammal
but we tote
at ya' open toe sandals, and you like Joe Camel
off of Rocafella right, no
but a fly joint they put us out the contract
I the label right, alot of cats wonder how
I diss that label I get fined a hundred thou
just for tellin I get fined a hundred thou
them cats are ill, 5 a half of mill
to play like a bumper sticker, smack a grill
Paul Wall cap a grill, but them are daffodil's
east coast, west slang, yo cap get peeled
down in ask B, i'm a mack fo'real
heck he tell me, respect dwell me
Beyonce fiance? check my LP
I bring her back
thats your girl, thats your world, had the thing fuckin bout slinging crack
mister Rocafella, stop stop it fella
got her acapellas, but I will Akinyele her
**put it in ya' mouthhhhh - put it in ya'
it ain't my i'm raw, i'm sorry B but I wanna war
and he stabbed Un over Charlie (fuckin fagget)
sucker for love.. uh uh.. sucker for
kill a bitch, go to trial, be stuffed 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 don't want it with us man
This just one on fifteen rounds B
We you aint gone 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 Sadam Hussein it
Acting like you got something there
You doing what did
You making songs man
Let it out man
We ready for rounds man
And All I did was battle
Everybody ready to step to the plate
And im step up again
And slam and grand your ass
me, Dipset
I you
I you like that
I remember sold you his old pathfinder
in for the gs
You son
Where is Sauce at
Where is like are they
Im get back to all
dog
1
let the games doggie
Im laughing at you ass no homo
You dog you ugly
You man you ugly
My man Un you look like fraggle rock and all that
You old alf ass
Ima get to you nigga
You like alf

[Chorus: Max