Luyện nghe bài hát Ja' In A Bra

Ja:
Its Murder, HaHa Its
We Back Up In This Fucker
(word to mother)
Its Murder, Ya'll Who We Be
R.U.L.E I.N.C
My Nigga Fatal On The Mother Fuckin And Twos
Holla You Bitch As Niggaz

Ayo Cock Sucka If Ya'll Have Heard Yet This Nigga Changed His
N I Got Proof.. Yea I Got "Proof"

Switch*

You Know My Name Its Like PROOF

D12, Sicknotes.. Its War Now!! WOOF!!
No Prisoners, No Casualties, All My Riders Ride C'MON

1:
Word On The Is I Murdered This INC
You Wack The Hands Not Deservin The Heat
Ya Nervous In Beef.. Ta Irv And His
I Rappin No More I Speak Through The Kurb In The Streets
Ya Hench Man Is Pissed Ta Get A Job
That Midget Cookie Monster From A Door Knob
Ya'll Lucky I Dont Like Touchin
And Dont Send No Peace Talk With Russel Simmons *WOOF*
Got The Right
My Conception, On With Beef, You
Your Is Deffinately GONE
Ever Sink At Least A Woof Of Rap
You'll Need More Than A Bush Ta Push Me Back *WOOF*
You Think Its 50 And Sha
Up Ja, No Kissin And Now
Detroit City You Die
I You Just Wanna Rap And Be Pop
..But Before Its And Dont You Gon' See 'Pac *WOOF*

Ya'll Dont Want War.. Ya'll Talk
In The Dark My Dogs All Like WOOF
PROOF Im A Wolf
Now You All Shook..
Ta Get Ya Brain Pushed Back

2:
Gotti..
This Nigga Had The Nerve Ta Have 10 Niggaz Me Juss Ta Get With Me
Im 160..
And The Fact Is Murder INC Is DJs & Kittens I Only Walk Out Scratches
A Rolex Shirt..
So If Ya Streets Speakin Ya Threats Dont Hurt *Woof*
You Cowards Do Somethin 'Fore We Do
I Could Write A Ja Album In Two Hours (Nigga)
You Dead On Ya Back, Run Ya Pockets Flat
Like Federal Tax, Put Ya Head On The Rack
Its All Bad Only Thing Good Is
In L.A. Posted And Suge Left (Fat Bitch)
Im Detroit, Went To Hollis..
And Hollis Niggaz Is Like "Ja's Garbage, Even Bother" (HaHa)
Ya Over Witness Gangstaz Is Mad
That 50 Made Wanksta N Wanksta' Deffinition Juss AINT
With Pictures N Ya'll Wanna Brawl.. With A Brush
His War Marks.. Im Losin My Patients
It Aint Just.. D12 And Obie
Cancel Ya Shows, And Act Like You Know Me
Its Songs Hailie' Name Again And Im Catchin A Jet
Style To Ya Face And Ya Chest
9/11 Style.. To Ya And Ya Chest
Its Over Gettin Wet On They Set

Ya'll Dont War.. Ya'll Want Talk
In The Dark My Dogs All Bark WOOF
PROOF Im A Wolf
Now You All Shook..
About Ta Get Ya Pushed Back (x2)

Ha.. I Aint Talkin No More
I Believe My Name Came Out Your Hoe Ass Mouth Nigga
Bout.. Like "We Gave It To Proof"
Your Bitch Ass Was Scared To In That Club Nigga
Ya'll Got That..
Ima You Like This.. Black-Child, Chris Gotti..
Im On That Ass Nigga, Is Born
So Ya'll Niggaz Go Get Ya Wanna-be Street
Who You Wanna Recruit..
Cus Ima Murk All Ya And Recruit Ya Bosses When Its Over
Big Proof.. D12..
Only 163.. I Out With Scratches Nigga
Till Ya'll Niggaz Come To The D'
Oh Ya'll Want New York.. I Love (?) I'll Be Back
With Ya Bitch..
Ayo Cookie Monster.. Come Get Me Nigga Hoe Ass Nigga
hahaha And Make Me Really Write Some Shit haha