Luyện nghe bài hát Green Island

Motherfuckin ladies and
My rugged like Timberland
When I clock lyric then women give me love than Wimbledon
And I can't it
My flow local like New Jersey transit
And you'll need Teddy to unjam it when I it
I'm N to the E W A R K, Newark NJ got the AK
When I wave bitch you say heeyyyyyyyy (da new new new new newwwww)
I'm a Kid the Hall
I got big to make your pussy walls dribble in my drawers
Hey boy is the way the East coast swing it so bring it
Man I told you ass Brown-er than James with the Sex shit
I keep the chronic patrol on the
in you're wondering why I keep my izm
My style's the ultimate funk when I mic
Cause I everybody else's shit up
One two
So check the, manuscript, man you
And I give effects to niggaz with my Black and
Put it down if you handle it
Got a B-R-C-G, Blunt Rollers College
I got a in Physics on how high I can get
Then next I check how niggaz that can die from my Tec
and niggaz everyday
Cause the N-E-W-A-R-K is where the niggaz robbin and
Now Jersey's on max so pass the dutchie on the lefthand
the hidash, in case we cridash, in my ride
So, sliiiide, before I the medics
You can bet you couldn't get fly if you were FedEx
Can I, drop the on ya, run it on ya
as ammonia, smell it from here to California
Cause Reggie Noble dropped that cock Noble at Sunoco
I'm better than rice and beans when I you ocho to ocho
Convertible, fuel-injected, that's why my style's
I'm on the ridealz, so fidealz, on my didealz
My music underground than a kid at 300 XL
And chumps are wondering two niggaz dropped the funk funk
Verbally you never heard of me I smoke you third

cause Reggie known like burglary
and cause for emergency
Hey, if it take a million niggaz to stop it just Chuck did
I get hot busted I dip my nuggets
Keep it heated for the brothers not off my block
Cause we run around Newark with the cock
And if ya don't the flavor, be a tough guy and enter
So go show you more events than Jacob Jaffrey center
I'm genuine, to the rhyme, get your
Cops that got the hot glock for when it's playtime
I rock the Robin TWEET TWEET on the calendar
you couldn't pull my number if your class major was Algebra
I make bitches to my Stallone without Sylvester
Cause I'm more deadlier a whole school system of investors
So check us, I always smoke mad blunts before
Cause I, Get Around like 2Pac with Poetic in my
Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight
I'm sooper like my man cat, I keep my styles jam packed
I wrreerawwwowww like Anthrax, my pants like Bill Bixby
You tell the tracks was fat from the work of my MP-60
I smoke the chronic that's why my sinus fucked up
Them bones, them bones, them bones will have you up
I blaze blunts with my nigga Mellow, yo say
(Yo dogg?)

Really, now pass the blunt to Quilly
Now sit your big ass down 'cause I don't know about rap stuff
There wasn't rap when I was pickin cotton, massa
Y'all y'all whippersnappers, with the caps on
Man, y'all fuck around with Quilly I kick a bone out yo' ass
out now, I ain't bullshittin
I representin the oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-G's forty-three goddamnit
I'm gonna whoop your ass, til your stop beating
And if you keep on with that dirty

And yo, chronic the funky bionic
you find it I'll have to it where minds are blinded
Time 4 Sum so time to find it
I smoked out like a cookout, out my dick's out
That was last album when I was bouncin on trains like
I was hiiiiigh, I I wouldn't survive
That's why I my nine to five and got live
Because hip-to-the-hop shit fills my pockets
And I'm for ninety-four because I already got my props
Hoes, hoes, and more