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 you know?
Y'all niggaz ready for it

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Stay calm in a stolen with switched plates
Snitches hate, I leave a print to trace
evidence 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 ain't slick y'all
I'm man enough to put on a
Creep up like and bust y'all

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

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

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

Cock back the hammer, slow and pop that
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 toast
Close and stand
Rubber bands of C-notes, grams of the
Razor blade the side the line, the banter of the coke

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

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

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

Fake guards you pork
Settle for shorts, from court
Newports, criminal
On the blocks bodies a court nobody

I am
I am