Luyện nghe bài hát It's Ok

Geah, uhh, uhh, uhh
Uh, huh, like
Geah, uhh

Ten bricks in the air, hold tec
It's that motherfuckin' nigga named
Nothin' but cum for these bitches, love none for these
It's that nigga named Shyne

What's my motherfuckin' Put a bullet in your brain
Leave shirt stained, guns and cocaine
the best of a V and E
I'm like homes in Charlie's Angels, y'all never me

indeed, measure me a key
My moms was a virgin she had me
I flows, top O's, better yet, sell it wet
Tape ki's to bitches, I need the

Scene switches, big bitches to hide
Smile for the feds as take pictures
It's the young G speakin', leavin' niggaz
Shots repeatin', around the clip somethin' to hit

Y'all motherfuckers was
Eat a and choke, as I sniff coke
Shyne pro, watch how you pronounce the
G'z up, hoes down while you motherfuckers bounce to

Before your dog dyin' and bustin' your iron
Take the stand lyin', it's ok
If you it, cut it, watch flooded
Hit in public and bitches love it, it's ok

If you high now as they play this in the club
for somethin' to fuck, it's ok
If you with her, it's ok
If you with him, it's ok

With so blocks in the N Y C
To burn 'em all down is hard for me
But uhh, somehow,
I keep takin' motherfucker's gates
Like every day

It's, the, rap,
Slash, coke, crack,
Sling crack sling smack dick to dingbats
That try to pussy coochie, I'm in that

Kingpin raps, I 'em, fed NARC's, I dip 'em
Bentley and large rims spinnin', the shit is
My rhymes, my flow, I got all the
Rinks and links and trips to Harry

Born sinner, think model bitch I'm with is slim?
You chances of me are slimmer
I was through with it, before knew what to do with it
Put my finger in the and turn the world around

Before dog you're dyin' and bustin' your iron
the stand you're lyin', it's ok
If you cook it, cut it, flooded
Hit niggaz in and bitches love it, it's ok

If you right now as they play this in the club
Lookin' for somethin' to fuck, ok
If you startin' with her, ok
If you with him, it's ok

From to them hot blocks
It never gon' stop, well, maybe for three days
But then I'll return, more blacks to burn for yea
Get them sittin' up on Broadway
(Geah)

the life, ridin' on Twinkies
Thirty rims spinnin', bitches is grinnin'
Roscoe on my left, wonderin' the pussy at
So I can the dope, get the pussy and float

Big things, live the Empire State
niggaz, live in fear of a 8-48
Don't owe my favors, deliberate
Shops me spinnin' like you was doin' a figure eight

Gun in your bitch, got a bitter taste
Push up on the arms, uhh, bitter face
Guerilla pimpin' indeed, shit I'm like a
Somethin' girl in the ghetto need

Before your dog you're and bustin' your iron
Take the stand lyin', it's ok
If you cook it, cut it, flooded
Hit niggaz in public and bitches it, it's ok

If you high right now as they play in the club
Lookin' for to fuck, it's ok
If you startin' her, it's ok
If you snotty with him, ok

Before your dog you're dyin' and your iron
Take the stand you're lyin', ok
If you it, cut it, watch flooded
Hit niggaz in and bitches love it, it's ok

If you high now as they play this in the club
Lookin' for to fuck, it's ok
If you startin' with her, ok
If you with him, it's ok