Luyện nghe bài hát It's Like That

Yeah, un huh, this y'all, uhh
this y'all, un huh jigga
Watch y'all, un huh, uhh
Roc-a-fella ya'll, uhhhh, on yea
It's kid Capri and Jay-z, kid Capri and Jay-z
'Cause I'm like that yo! I'm like that yo

As a young and man, gun in the waist
Sold crack to those who couldn't take the
And had to numb it baste
Couldn't the henny straight
I needed somethin' to
I something to chase
Nowadays I throw shots back, leavin' to waste
Life is like a treadmill, runnin' in place

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

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

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

How tight is flow?
'Cause I'm that yo
How right is dough?
'Cause I'm like 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
Spittin' a couple of words and hittin' you chump
Shit, I get in lumps
I'm a motherfucking is this what you want
Overachiever, I love that puff chiva
And reefer paper, I hate the one's blow up ya beeper
'Cause I go in ya deeper, I only bone
the world when I come through your speakers

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

Just me tied B.I. thug it like that, me, and biggs
What's fuckin' that?
can never diss jigga, get nothing for that
Other then a couple in ya back
y'all runnin' around like I won't gun ya down
Last nigga that fronted, two spun him
Lord, except offer here's somethin' for your crown
I admit no malice, I met his challenge, in one

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

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

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

and guns
All I
exchange
Rocks and
Girls and
All I
exchange
Rocks and