Luyện nghe bài hát Heaven & Hell

Yo, what, what? Yo, exotic type o'
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, peace about to
Moves and slide grease, what?
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 that real nigga don't die
down drawers kani
But yo I'm makin a pit stop, go and buy a box of
See, rolled up and yo

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

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

Then when I slept, I dream G's, son, I some
Kis sell, call up, son
I heard Pook and Tyriq caught a beef over some shit
A fake nigga faked and they killed his

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

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

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

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

So it's your life, what a chamber, with the mad strangers
Yeah, you know how it runs, baby, up yo
Money clothes, designer hoes and y'all
how it goes, whatever

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

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

You ain't even tomorrow son, word up
Niggaz don't how life can be so short
so fast, within a blinkin' 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, up, word up, get evaporated, straight up
all your strength nigga
Crazy dedication shout out in the memory of Two Cent
Heartbroken, we soakin' wet though, keepin' it for my peoples

And my physical brother Devon, you're still in here,
you're in my arms, nigga, word up
I let you go, baby, know what I'm sayin'?
You my life

up for real, keep shinin'
Real for keepin' it real, you know, out to major niggaz
Big Kawai, Jess, hell in the computer
The Rza, who slams fat for the 94

up, Rza, he's my nigga baby
Yeah, dinner with the big boys now
You know I'm sayin'?
Word up, Big Booth the Q
Know how we do, lamp, get that power u-type, on float
Gza, up, Master Killer

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