Luyện nghe bài hát It's Like That

Yeah, un huh, watch y'all, uhh
Watch y'all, un huh jigga
Watch y'all, un huh, uhh
ya'll, uhhhh, come on yea
It's kid and Jay-z, it's kid Capri and Jay-z
'Cause I'm that yo! 'cause I'm like that yo

As a and dumb man, gun in the waist
Sold crack to those who couldn't take the
And had to numb it with
Couldn't the henny straight
I needed to chase
I needed to chase
Nowadays I throw shots back, nothin' to waste
Life is like a treadmill, niggas in place

Gettin' nowhere fast, a whole year done
I vowed to never stop winin', 'til the earth spinnin'
Rock hot Lenin, cop hot and hot women
If it's not him then you got it confused, y'all not
My is simply I will not lose, abide by the block rules
I buy my glock used, with on it, let me know anybody want it?
I'm raised, ill rational way
If you ain't live like I then run with the hood

I done what I could to come up with this paper this day still
Run with the hood, guess it's part of my nature, if hell ya?
Nigga I'm coming with the razors, flashin' ya shit
Try to me in a six, tight classy on the wrist
bit of 30 karats, this is not a game
This isn't why I came, make these words find a spot on your
And burn, then I recycle my
I return

How tight is your
I'm like that yo
How is your dough?
I'm like that yo
How white is your
I'm like that yo
Only you know
I'm like that

How tight is flow?
'Cause I'm like yo
How right is your
I'm like that yo
How white is your
'Cause I'm that yo
writers you know
Watch yo

I'm a hop, skip, a jump from the pump
a couple of curse words and hittin' you chump
Shit, I get in lumps
I'm a motherfucking problem is this what you
Overachiever, I love chicks puff chiva
And reefer paper, I the one's that blow up ya beeper
'Cause I go in ya deeper, I bone divas
Impregnate the when I come through your speakers

Fuck hot my got the fever
Niggas dirt, get ya whole block swiped up
I creep up when the heats up, caught him with his feet up
And shoes off, to snooze off
Hatin' you can't turn the booze off
You dudes is too soft when I fuck you all
I might bark ex and spit at the locks
But other than that I ain't fucking with cats

Just me tied B.I. thug it that, me, dame and biggs
What's fuckin' with
Y'all can never jigga, get nothing for that
Other a couple slugs in ya back
Rappers y'all runnin' around I won't gun ya down
Last that fronted, two spun him around
Lord, this offer here's somethin' for your crown
I no malice, I just met his challenge, in one

How tight is flow?
'Cause I'm that yo
How right is dough?
Just I'm that yo
How white is blow?
'Cause I'm that yo
Only writers you
like that

How tight is your
'Cause I'm like yo
How right is your
Just like yo
How is your blow?
'Cause I'm like yo
writers you know
Just that

How tight is flow?
How is your dough?
How white is blow?
writers you know
How tight is your
How right is your
How is your blow?
Only you know

and guns
All I
Stock
and thangs
Girls and
All I
Stock
and thangs