Luyện nghe bài hát Gutter 2 The Fancy Ish

Busta Rhymes and Angie
Sippin on
it out now, check it out now, c'mon, c'mon

Now let's take it from the gutter to the shit, c'mon
Make you really wanna do the nasty shit,
Bounce all night and ya hands and shit
we come through, me and my mans and shit

Let me get my girls, drink a couple and shit
Angie, I the way we form a plan and shit, c'mon
You know we got 'em lovin how we 'em crazy
How we put it down you love the way we doin it

Yo, lemme talk, shit, for the worst
Oops spit on a verse, she me like she got the gat in the purse
need to rehearse, you
Lay you on a stretcher like you caught a heart in the church
Reverse in the hearse, another body me the nurse
you react first
Shoot the sound of my bounce, so when you my gat burst
Ask me, we fancy, me and Angie
shit beyond where niggaz really can't see
Flow freakin yo' music together like we
you pass the L baby, make sure you never pass me
Do whatever we stack cheddar the way
Blaze treets and down the Pulaski Parkway
In and out of them lanes, you know we all day
the passenger seat, pettin my baby sharpei, woof
Loyal like Kemosabe, haters could never really me
I rep for my niggaz, you rep for Puerto Rico

Listen up, nigga get on the bus, with us
high we trust, other than that
Everybody suspect, don't come test
Funk Flex blastin with it, I'm it
Linda Carter of the rap
With gold bangles on my wrists, chicks on the map mayn
Man the game arrangin
A on the hills of the main-land, get on board
inside, arrest my eyes, I don't sleep
Confess sometimes I roll
Underestimating mine is to not me
I, analyze, situation
And I rise to any
And I, stays in, do me then I'm
Runnin the streets, in do me clothes a
Sweatsuit and a pair of sneakers
In the Coupe, smokin weed or Cohibas