Luyện nghe bài hát I Know U

Eightball, the one you know from bustin'
Bout that real shit and these shady ass hoes
I hit the when I was 12 and I ain't never leavin'
Kept a grip and kept on tippin' right drought season
been a hater even at my lowest level
Some niggaz get some change and sell they soul to the
I'm Dom, man I'm chiefin' on some green sticky
Space Age and my real niggaz rollin' with me
Glocks and K's and with the rubber grip
Got 'Tel transmittin' on my hip
Keep it real with them that be real with me
Orange Mile reppin' Memphis, Tennessee - MJG

Him and me, me and him, how we rolled
Over ten million records sold, and Gold
We broke the mold, ain't no the two
who makin' hit shit in clutch
and demonstratin' the real of a team which consists of
Eightball & MJG, we do this 'cause it feel good
First of all, we for it
But it, then motherfuckers sheist for it
In the jungle of just within one beat
of the you can be taken apart
Ain't no regret but scars from my hard tactics
I think I'll roll with the paper, you can keep the

I you niggaz got doe
I saw you in videos
I know you stay high
I saw you at the club
I know you niggaz hoes
I saw you with freak hoes
I know you got it made
I saw you on the page

I've a lot of niggaz come and go
Saw shit fall and seen a lot of shit grow
here, money gone like a magic trick
Real hustlers hustle with or without shit
I get my grind on daily I wanna see
Me and my niggaz gettin' 'til we elderly
And it hard if we all put that work in
Keep it twerkin they close the fuckin' curtains
We all and we all have fantasies
Every nigga wanna buy house for mama G
But life is like a of the dice, right
Sometimes you win and sometimes you just
Lose it all, fucked up sick and don't what to do
That's when you find out who really to bust for you
I rock and roll from my heart and let my soul
And don't worry what a nigga think he know, ya know?

I know you got doe
I saw you in them
I know you stay high
I saw you at the club
I know you niggaz keep
I saw you with them hoes
I you niggaz got it made
I saw you on the front

Nothin' but - 365
to eleven I be off in the fire
of this revolution, the is what I'm spittin'
Fat stacks of green backs is what I'm
Jaw bones and microphones, what I'm hittin'
I'm hangin' on the edge of the cliff no mittens
Thick flickin', chrome smokin', potion
Man will touch my flow, deep as the ocean
When you go down too far and you - can't seem to
Best to look out for that pressure baby, it pipes
I got too fight - in my heart, body, my insight
is magnifyed a times, more than the average guys
My status right before you with no disguise
The black is here to step up and so I rise
My shit has way past cold, it's freeze dry
One brain do what I do, you need five

I know you got doe
I saw you in videos
I know you niggaz stay
I saw you at the club
I know you niggaz keep
I saw you with freak hoes
I know you niggaz got it
I saw you on the front