Luyện nghe bài hát Gruff Express

Yo, this the one right Tone
Yeah, this that shit right
McGruff, the Crime Dog
Ya know what I'm sayin', World, N.F.L.

know who holdin', get money while you dozin'
Jewels frozen, hit with two Trojans
Harlems on the rise, the new
All of these get blew open whole crew totin'

To Hell with that and boastin'
I'ma put my mag in motion, leave all you fags
up, don't get yourself capped up
Try and act up, the Four-four make you back up

Dums Dums, you know where the clique from
bricks, goin' in on sticks for Lumpsomes
Harlem World baby, up in ya crazy
In a out V-12 pearl Mercedes

Six pusher, all these hookers who took us
That's my stick man, he don't say shit, keep the
Beat and ya, knock yo ass out cold
Pass ya gold, harass ya soul and death become you

you, take everything from you
Fuck a rumble, you stumble in the jungle
Hell here, hear me? like Bel-Air
Niggas sell here, mad on Welfare

Fuck the Mayor, I'm tryin' to make a million bucks a
They wanna see me try, watch this duck the chair
Kingpinnin', my thing, grinnin', stayed in the bing in prison
Ripped cat for a ring that glistened

Pullin' off them stings a tradition
Stay schemin' like Latin Kings up in the
Move with wisdom, 'em with these duded that's gonna twist 'em
Uz' lift 'em, nigga he knew gon' miss 'em

Gruffy, man you either hate me or you me
Nothin' in between that, I that
For Greenbacks, rob niggas, sell crack
Lay 'em down flat, where my Two pound at?

Can't nobody do it
It me happy countin' cheddar, yeah
Wine-n-dinin', shinin'
Benzos with tinted windows, yeah

Hold my head and polly, lay low Federalli's
When I squeeze shit get hot like Red
Tecks and Shotty's, hot catchin' bodies
Respect my robbery, you copy?

them bricks, masterminded plenty of sticks
Sip Remy chicks, cock the Semi on dicks
Yo, slugs ain't got no name, watch yo' frame
I almost a dame who came to cop Cocaine

on the Oye, two thousand grams of raw Yay
Took the bricks, the prints off the doorway
Four-Four spray, connivin' like Soze
pies, robbin' them Spanish guys on Broadway

Crime Doggy, shines from Maury's
Dapper Don, average cat rap
Strap be on, Desert Storm gat be
What the deal is, I'ma you niggas what the real is

Can't do it better
It makes me countin' cheddar, yeah
Wine-n-dinin', shinin'
Benzos with tinted windows, yeah

Can't do it better
It me happy countin' cheddar, yeah
Wine-n-dinin', shinin'
Benzos with tinted windows, yeah