Luyện nghe bài hát Gruff Express

Yo, this the one right here
Yeah, that shit right here
Herb McGruff, the Dog
Ya know I'm sayin', Harlem World, N.F.L.

Y'all know who holdin', get money while you
frozen, hit skins with two Trojans
Harlems on the rise, the new
All of these guys get blew open whole crew

To Hell with braggin' and boastin'
I'ma put my mag in motion, leave all you fags
Wrapped up, don't get yourself up
Try and act up, watch the make you back up

Dums Dums, you know where the come from
bricks, goin' in on sticks for Lumpsomes
Harlem baby, up in ya girl crazy
In a tinted out pearl Mercedes

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

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

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

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

Gruffy, man you either me or you love me
Nothin' in between that, I mean
For Greenbacks, rob niggas, fiends crack
Lay 'em flat, where my Man's Two pound at?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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