Luyện nghe bài hát I Am

G. Rap and my nigga
to do it Gorilla style, you heard
It's a Boy collabo thing you know?
Y'all niggaz ain't for it

Coming style nigga
Two up
Y'all niggaz better duck down or get your cap off
That's how we doing it for the new millennium, you

Regardless of the wait, I'm gonna stay ghetto
high, don't nobody say hello
Even when the sun it ain't yellow
Get out of the if you know it ain't thorough

Niggas ball, AWOL, on the furlow
Still down on the furl and pumped hero
Red and gray keep as clean as Ajax
Ghettos cracks while you niggas pay tax

Now how ghetto is
You can catch me in your hallway a piss
One hand on my dick, one on a spliff
Burnt lips from the roach clip, yellow

If we ain't closed, it I get
Blow this whole and leave me in them roaches
In your car motion I cause
And I probably need lotion but I don't get fucked

I am a nigga, you can tell in a talk
On the selling the snort
It's in New York
Won't stop for a minute cops you walk

Fake guards telling you
Settle for shorts, running from
Newports, thoughts
On the blocks a court nobody supports

What's a ghetto Thorough niggas that get cake
boroughs of niggaz do his [unverified] a [unverified] flip weight
Change garments to trick jake, yo dis
I want it, yo I got in six states

Stay in a stolen whip with switched plates
Snitches hate, I never leave a to trace
Only I leave is hickies on chicks' face
On the corner with the crooked niggas, but yo shit's

We start war to leave with these seven
Shell case never touch the floor, sneaky slick enough y'all
I'm man enough to put on a
Creep up like and bust y'all

Get close to part your vest and tux off
Who would have the lady with the car crush y'all
Too smart to get caught, but I got fam up
So if they put me in cuffs and court, y'all

I am a nigga, you can tell in a talk
On the corner selling the
It's in New York
Won't stop for a cops telling you walk

Fake guards telling you
Settle for shorts, running court
Newports, thoughts
On the blocks bodies a court nobody

Cock the hammer, slow and pop that cantaloupe
For the venom in my python spit, it ain't no
Jackpot from crack blocks, I was a man of
get your camera broke

Your hoes used to plan a gross with the hands
and stand opposed
Rubber bands of C-notes, grams of the
Razor tuck the side the line, the banter of the coke

Watching niggas die with my hand on they
Sinkin' river banks and wash up on land when they
on your own words, should've watched the grammar you spoke
One last final approach, your whole family ghost

Bust bottles of cham and we toast, to photo stamped in the post
Sex gland cut off jammed in throat, man are you gross
Bitch hanging from a lamppost, we shoot up close
Blow cannons the most, an overdose
Nigga, we own the

I am a nigga, you can tell in a talk
On the corner the snort
It's in New York
Won't stop for a minute cops you walk

Fake telling you pork
Settle for shorts, running from
Newports, thoughts
On the blocks a court nobody supports

I am
I am