Luyện nghe bài hát I Wanna Know

[Intro:
Real in the house
You already
Niggas sit and play pool and shit

What niggas don't inside the muthafucking
balls is nothing but blow
We money nigga. You already know boy
off nigga lets go man c'mon

[Verse 1:
Raised off a knucklehead block, you the pattern
Reeboks all day, let's be it captain
Posing in ostrich, war-age
Clear gazelles crush in the boxes
Weight game spiral, sneaker game
Front on me, see twenty-four
niggas I hang with, hold up let me change shit
Feds is listening, calicoes quick
blow alcohol, white bitches, tap'em all
So fuck the ass or something, yup it off
Icy in the ass mints, so dough it's elastic
Fuck the Jews, Crews, and black bits
Might break a man, the that'll shake a man
the bones out of ya skin, wake up fam
We the veterans, so many little niggas feather
One dub, drown you in your letter kid
Necks thirsty, whats the word, reimburse me
Two on his neck, burst sweet he check writing liars
Pull the gold out of mouth with rusty pliers
down the flyers nigga

[Intermission:
Yo, yo, you know what is nigga
is not a game, this is not televised
This some shit happened on a train nigga
powerful of them all nigga
Don't make me snatch your out your champion shirt nigga

2: Doe B]
Hey, I'm the home of the con pillars
Raised to be a rotten
Rob nigga, ninja
You know I got that in me
"Real Deal" Holyfield, not authentic
Nah, these niggas half-baked crab
Bitch is baby Jesus, I could sneeze and a ground shake
Show no pity, charging city out-of-town rate
While you little niggas sending wayne on an plate
I'm in my house shoes, major boss moves
Dead alone, make the wrong movie cost you
Old cats want they corner back, you know how do
trying to keep up with him
You starve and eat nigga
I'm starting to up nigga
Then "what up nigga"
What's for dinner, this is Chess not
Real finesse, a nigga trying to molest the
Black Mamba in possessed with venom
D and I stalk the rest is history

3: T.I.]
We from a house, dropping off an eight ball
To a big deal, mil up in my escrow
You walk up with your chest swoll, make it
Been getting keys since we wearing a Enyce
Now cool what we do, special in my boot
I you from my shoe nigga
My wife say it's a how I do niggas
I say "you want me to them out"
She say "nah boo, get'em"
So that why I'm a all you niggas
Like the that you are
Don't make me get you out car and get to going in that shit
While you poppin' off? At point you knowing with this
We roll up and get you hit, pull up in morning with this shit
Or wherever, that's not where you better be at
Or else, tell your pick the casket herself
Hope it make her feel better, you were dead the first
He suffer but he still a dead muthafucka
Ain't no bullets in the gun, you know you muthafucka
And I'm still a Bankhead
With the for the low, for the bread muthafucka
I said I'm still a Bankhead
the plum for the low, for the bread muthafucka

T.I.]
say Yo B
Hustle G.D.O.D
the chef
T.I.P the
We to cold with this shit man
East Coast, Coast, Midwest
Mid-Alantic, North East, Down
I got the boy cold
Come me