Luyện nghe bài hát It's Okay

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

If you hard right now as play this in the club
for somethin' to fuck, it's ok
If you with 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 hard for me
But uhh, somehow,
I keep takin' over motherfucker's gates every single day

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

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

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

Before your dog you're dyin' and your iron
the stand 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 hard right now as they play in the club
Lookin' for somethin' to fuck, ok
If you with her, it's ok
If you snotty him, it's ok

hip-hop to them hot blocks
It ain't never gon' stop, well, maybe for days
But then return, more blacks to burn for more yeah
Get them ho' yeah, up on Broadway

Livin' the life, on Twinkies
inch rims spinnin', bitches is grinnin'
Roscoe on my left, where 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
owe my favors, jewelers deliberate
Shops have me like you was doin' a figure eight

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

Before your dog you're dyin' and bustin' iron
the stand 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 right now as they play this in the club
for somethin' to fuck, it's ok
If you with her, it's ok
If you snotty with him, ok

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

If you hard right now as 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