Luyện nghe bài hát Intro

How y'all out there?
I wanna y'all back
Welcome some of for the first time, huh? Killa
We did it again, fuck wit us
a dick man, aiyyo Jones, what's good?
Santana, Freaky, gonna be mad this time, huh?
Aiyyo I got my man Kay up in the house
Harlem, you what it is, what's good?

You how we get down, East side, El Barrio
El barrio up in bitch, aiyyo Kay
This bitch up my motherfuckin' phone right now
Man, fuck' up, hol', yo man
Yo son
good?
I tell you like my dog told me
When you meet a chick, you gotsta straight her

Slap
Yeah, when you first meet her, slap her
Off the
Off the bat, backhand
Why's that,
'Cause on down the line
You ain't never gotsta to about
That telling you
"Cam, you don't treat me the way you to"

That's what I'm sayin'
But see the thing is me
I don't understand how a bitch go out
Rain, sleet, snow, fuck, suck
And then go give another nigga her money
I mean?
Nah cam, you understand
That's cause ya is tight

Oh no, nah, not me Ka', I'm talking about nigga
I know my game is tight, nigga, I mean?
We getting ready set this shit the off
Jones, we at, huh? Harlem, harlem, harlem

Yo, yo, I you to step son
For I ya moms, make you my step son
be calling me daddy, 'cause
The "Rag Muffin" y'all say
Y'all fuck around with Numsay
Y'all gonna see
I'm a but colder
Now I karrots that I'm older

See this parrot on my
He do the talking, I concerned with words
Act up and be returned to the
I return them birds, any 28 grams
A bitch that I touch, pretty turns to birds
I be in Miami, Bow Ca Baton, ya moms
Hauntin' ya aunt all over the
Using a dope then I'm back

Cobacabana, no I'm bananas
Cops come for dope, a damper
I'm low in Atlanta, get hot, go to
the crib, go in the hampter
Don't me, Stana
If you do, I'm blowin' the
That'll rip vest apart, hit ya chest and heart
I ain't finished, that's the start

You'll be calling for back up, praying for
Fuck my life, I'm taking
All the I felt
In my crib at night, for wealth
dissin', "What's the problem ma? I ain't ballin'"
Now every ten minutes, hos callin'
Yo cam, fuck all rap shit, man
get down to business, harlem
Okay, it's good, let's poppin'