Luyện nghe bài hát Gutter 2 The Fancy Ish

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

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

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

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

Listen up, get on the bus, ride with us
Most high we trust, than that
Everybody suspect, don't bother come
Funk Flex with it, I'm masterin it
Linda of the rap game
With gold on my wrists, latin chicks on the map mayn
Man the game plan's
A house on the hills of the main-land, get on
Step inside, my eyes, I don't sleep
Confess I roll deep
Underestimating is to not know me
I, analyze, situation
And I rise to any
And I, stays in, do me then I'm
Runnin the streets, in do me with a
Sweatsuit and a pair of sneakers
In the Benz Coupe, weed or Cohibas