Luyện nghe bài hát H-O-S-T-Y-L-E

That's ugh, check it out
Back in the days where the people were
It was one MC who had to pass the
He was by law and he's ready to play
right yawl, it's hostyle today

Yo yo, yo
Woke up in the and my eggs was part
Turned on the boob toob saw the million man
Tha in DC had to play scared
Gotta a, warn in plans looking at the of France

Ants in my pants so I in the door
up the keys, caught a telephone call
She yelling bones in my swell
I'm like why a brother can't rise up
All I'm hearing is clobbers, up

Lighted some butter, wu tighten my
lover to those hungry
Put holes in clothes
Bitch niggas throwing shit in the game
On the streets,smoking dough and on the heap

(The drug and face musher's)
Those them types that with me
(Throw ya in the sky)

(The bread winners, the getters)
Those them types that fuck me
(Let's get m-o-n-e-y)

(The Henny and the Henny huzzelers)
Those them types that fuck me
(This is b-i)

(The chicks who loved it)
Those them that fuck with me
(Let's get this till we die)

Climax a like the local weed spot
I go through, I'm at the penical of smoke signals
Tree's in a tight squeeze, night
For I blow hair might freeze, give me a light please

Matter I got matches I strike these don
Son you coming from Vernon forty one
ya shorty come, know she calling me for what
She ignoring me unless she horny and I got some on me

I just stop start smiling, on her hips posing for me
I limped over laughter
Told me to meet me a after three
And her on the ass cheek
thug classy, if you ask me, if you ask me

(The drug pushers and musher's)
Those types that fuck with me
(Throw ya in the sky)

(The bread winners, the getters)
Those them that fuck with me
(Let's get m-o-n-e-y)

(The Henny and the Henny huzzelers)
Those them that fuck with me
(This is b-i)

(The chicks who loved it)
Those types that fuck with me
(Let's get this money we die)

To all dem that fuck with me
For qb and so on, the hyrdro
Mike Heron, Familiar
And my enginer, Max
(Zzzzz zzzzz)

Mo baby
To my man violence, what up
our dudes, prince from pa rule
Yeah to the Mobb Deep and to the infamous
That's right, girl J Nicky

To my kids, get down baby
Yeah, it's on, Fredrick and my man
to all my people, ugh
The who hand clique, terrific mud

(The drug pushers and musher's)
Those them types that fuck me
(Throw ya in the sky)

(The bread winners, the getters)
Those them types fuck with me
(Let's get m-o-n-e-y)

(The Henny and the Henny huzzelers)
Those them types that with me
(This is b-i)

(The thug chicks who it)
Those them types fuck with me
(Let's get this money we die)