Luyện nghe bài hát It's Ok

Geah, uhh, uhh, uhh
Uh, huh, that
Geah, uhh

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

What's my motherfuckin' Put a bullet in your brain
your shirt stained, guns and cocaine
It's the 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 when she had me
I rock flows, top O's, yet, sell it wet
Tape to bitches, I need the riches

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

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

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

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

With so much in the N Y C
To burn 'em all down is kinda for me
But uhh, somehow,
I keep over motherfucker's gates
Like single day

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

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

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

Before your dog you're dyin' and bustin' iron
Take the you're lyin', it's ok
If you it, cut it, watch 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 with her, it's ok
If you with him, it's ok

From hip-hop to hot blocks
It ain't gon' stop, well, maybe for three days
But then I'll return, more to burn for more yea
Get them sittin' up on Broadway
(Geah)

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

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

Gun in your mouth bitch, got a taste
Push up hard on the arms, uhh, bitter
Guerilla pimpin' indeed, shit I'm a perm
Somethin' every in the ghetto need

Before your dog you're and bustin' your iron
Take the you're lyin', it's ok
If you cook it, cut it, watch
Hit niggaz in public and love 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' with her, ok
If you snotty with him, ok

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

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