Luyện nghe bài hát Heaven & Hell

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

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

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

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

Get in touch with that West Coast Cali crab you
And meet me at the lab
So word up, kid, we slid like a fat to twelve bid and shit
even rest, I need the vic

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

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

Diamonds, what, all up in his
With his mace, medallions the size of dinner 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 land
Streets is hot sand, Jesus rollin' in my right hand
Yup, you know the steezo black got to go down like
Shallah, and ball hats

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

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

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

Niggaz ain't know, son, only half is sewed cash
They haven't yet sold weight
Question, shit is real, you know what I'm
Niggaz think all about a real live Allah
A hundred dollars and that make you a man
Know what I'm

You ain't even promised 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, what I'm sayin'?

Get turned to dust, to the casket
That ass is out son, word up, up, get evaporated, straight up
Lose all your nigga
dedication 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 in here, baby
Because in my arms, nigga, word up
I never let you go, baby, know 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, in the computer system
The Rza, who fat discs for the 94

Word up, Rza, he's my baby
Yeah, eatin' dinner the big boys now
You what I'm sayin'?
Word up, Big represent the Q
Know how we do, lamp, get that power u-type, things on
Gza, word up, Master

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