Luyện nghe bài hát Heaven & Hell

Yo, what, what? Yo, exotic o' shit
94, we must go to war fast the pen and the pad
Goddamn, shine like gold rims on
reclines, lamps for the nine-square's kid
Clothes, hoes and shows yall

Yo, yo, wakin' up ten kid
Jumpin' in the shower, about to make
Moves and slide like grease,
I'm all tecs and checks and 'nuff respect
You front, I'm you like the Lex

So now I'm out in the '95 rockin' real nigga don't die
Guess drawers kani
But yo I'm makin a pit stop, go and buy a box of
See, up and yo winner

Yo, remember that kid we vicked
He made a of mil for real, he brought about fo' bricks
Yo, so now we doors, meet me at the airport
Golden Arms maintain the fort

Get in touch with West Coast Cali crab you stabbed
And me at the bitch lab
So word up, kid, we slid a fat four to twelve bid and shit
Couldn't even rest, I the vic

Then when I slept, I G's, son, I need some
Kis wont sell, up, son
I heard Pook and Tyriq a beef over some real shit
A fake faked and they killed his click

Gimme a minute and I'm with it, yo niggaz did it
Rock your vest, keep your whip
So now we see him up in
Stranglin' a 40 oz with 10 G's worth of gold

Diamonds, what, all up in his
With his man's mace, medallions the size of plates
Yo, he knew we him so we blew him
Took 30 Gs worth of off that nigga, do him

So now I'm lampin' in my man's
Streets is hot like sand, Jesus in my right hand
Yup, you know the steezo black got to go down like
Shallah, cigars and hats

94, niggaz to war, yo, yo
What do you believe in, or hell?
You don't in heaven cause we're livin' in hell
What do you in, heaven or hell?
You don't in heaven cause we're livin' in hell

So it's life, what a chamber, fuckin' with the mad strangers
Yeah, you how it runs, baby, straight up yo
Money clothes, hoes and shows y'all
That's how it goes,

What do you in, heaven or hell?
You don't believe in cause we're livin' in hell
So your life

Niggaz ain't even know, son, only is sewed cash
They haven't yet sold their
Question, shit is real, you what I'm sayin'
Niggaz think it's all about a real Allah
A little hundred dollars and that you a man
what I'm sayin'?

You ain't promised tomorrow son, word up
Niggaz don't understand how can be so short
Come so fast, within a of eye
Blinkin' eye and you're gone,
Straight up, know what I'm

Get turned to dust, return to the
That ass is out son, word up, up, get evaporated, straight up
Lose all strength nigga
Crazy shout out in the memory of Two Cent Jason
Heartbroken, we soakin' wet though, it real for my peoples

And my physical brother Devon, you're still in here,
Because in my arms, nigga, word up
I never let you go, baby, what I'm sayin'?
You my life

Word up for real, shinin'
Real for it real, you know, shout out to major niggaz
Big Kawai, Jess, in the computer system
The Rza, who fat discs for the 94

Word up, Rza, my nigga baby
Yeah, eatin' dinner with the big now
You know what I'm
Word up, Big Booth the Q
Know how we do, lamp, get that power u-type, things on
Gza, word up, Master

The don of the Clan, Method Man, Deck
Dirty Bastard, U-God, word up,
Keep it real, son, keep packin' guns
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