Luyện nghe bài hát I Am

G. Rap and my nigga
'Bout to do it style, you heard
It's a Igloo-Bad Boy collabo thing you
Y'all ain't ready for it

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

Regardless of the wait, I'm gonna stay straight
Everybody high, don't say hello
Even when the sun it ain't yellow
Get out of the borough if you know it ain't

play ball, AWOL, on the furlow
Still down on the furl and pumped hero
Red and gray Max's keep as as Ajax
Ghettos sling while you niggas pay tax

Now how is this?
You can catch me in your hallway taking a
One hand on my dick, one on a spliff
Burnt lips from the clip, yellow tips

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

I am a nigga, you can tell in a talk
On the selling the snort
It's hell in New
stop for a minute cops telling you walk

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

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

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

We start war to leave with these seven
Shell case never touch the floor, sneaky ain't enough y'all
I'm man to put on a dress
Creep up like and bust y'all

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

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

Fake telling you pork
Settle for shorts, running from
Newports, criminal
On the blocks bodies a court supports

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

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

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

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

I am a ghetto nigga, you can in a talk
On the corner selling the
hell in New York
Won't stop for a minute telling you walk

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

I am
I am