Luyện nghe bài hát Intro

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

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

her?
Yeah, you first meet her, just slap her
Off the
Off the bat, backhand
that, though?
'Cause later on down the
You ain't never to worry about
That telling you
"Cam, you don't me the way you used to"

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

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

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

See parrot on my shoulder?
He do the talking, I ain't with words
Act up and be to the birds
I return with them birds, any 28
A bitch that I touch, pretty turns to birds
I be in Miami, Bow Ca Baton, pokin' ya
Hauntin' ya aunt all over the
Using a dope I'm gone back

Cobacabana, no I'm bananas
Cops for dope, it's 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
rip that vest apart, hit ya chest and heart
I ain't finished, that's just the

You'll be calling for back up, praying for
Fuck my life, I'm taking
All the achin' I
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, all this rap shit, man
Let's get to business, harlem
Okay, it's good, let's poppin'