Luyện nghe bài hát I Know U

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

Him and me, me and him, that's how we
Over ten million sold, Platinum and Gold
We broke the mold, ain't no the two
who makin' hit in clutch situations
and demonstratin' the real quality of a team which of
Eightball & MJG, we do shit 'cause it feel good
First of all, we for it
But afford it, then sheist for it
In the of concrete just within one beat
of the heart you can be taken
Ain't no but scars from my battlin' hard tactics
I think I'll roll the paper, you can keep the plastic

I know you got doe
I saw you in videos
I know you stay high
I saw you at the right?
I know you niggaz hoes
I saw you with them hoes
I know you got it made
I saw you on the page

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

I you niggaz 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 page

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 and microphones, that's what I'm hittin'
I'm on the edge of the cliff with no mittens
Thick flickin', smokin', preferred potion
Man will never touch my flow, deep as the
you go down too far and you - can't seem to light
Best to out for that pressure baby, it bust pipes
I got too much - in my heart, body, my insight
is a thousand times, more than the average guys
My status lies right you with no disguise
The mack is here to step up and so I rise
My shit has gone way cold, it's freeze dry
One can't do what I do, you need five

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