Luyện nghe bài hát Jackin For Beats

[DJ Aye Trigga
[Trey Songz:] What up
[DJ Drama:] I you been on this rap thing for a minute right?
[Trey Songz:]
[DJ Can we show 'em the lyrics?
[Trey You think they ready?
[DJ Drama:] Can we 'em the greatness?
[Trey yeah...
[DJ Drama:] I'll handle the
[Trey Songz:] Niggas ready man
[DJ Drama:] at 'em
[Verse 1: Trey
Ungh, A nigga never as dope as me
Like my veins and my run on coca leafs
I say they fly well they fly, well these niggas
Mind capacity as wide as the sea
Put niggas in they place where they 'spose to be
Plus I get these bitches like gopher teeth
So it or check it, fuck your hypothesis
I'm a the play no Socrates, pardon me, nobody alarmin' me
They all rap commonly as if hold drugs like a pharmacy
[Verse 2: Trey
came up, what you 'wan see?
I made the time up, yeah quantum leap
And I'm still figure where I 'wan be
So many fish in the sea, is vagina beach
I don't sleep much, paper thoughts me
Talkin' to a nigga like, trigga makin' me
They can't see me when they do I'm what they to see
I eat good, they just 'wan shaker me
Bread on the rise, I ain't talkin' 'bout a
Devils in disguise everywhere, pray for me
Know you niggas but get off my dick
And don't me boy cause I ain't said shit
I said nuttin', I'm too busy frontin, ungh
[Verse 3: Trey
Cruisin' down the street in my benzo, couple of
Couple of hoes, I only met 'em all like a ago
Still I treat 'em like stacks, got a couple to
Nobody takin' nothin' from Songz except a
Nobody fear in my heart except for god
Competitors R.I.P, dead as a bitch, lyrics one hell of a clip
A.R. say that they hard, leave 'em in
One big diamond, call a basegod, get it? baseball
Don't if they draw or they just trey stall
Number one to get the number two and then y'all
cut fool, never lose where the snakes are
Motherfuck school, never had a day job
[Verse 4: Songz]
Shout to all the niggas faced off the jacob
Fuck pool, on the corner pocket full of 8
And fuck you nigga, I be droppin'
And it's nigga gon' get yo hate on
Got a big and she gon' put her face on
Ass so big and the shit is her waist, gone
Swingin' a pole, pussy poppin' in the Bronx
Then I made it rain like the Don
Do it so big should call a nigga Pun
All I do is win, they should call a nigga won,
up chula, I'm all about that loot
But I'll knock boot, drop top that coup
Swoop, hoop (swish), miss booth
[Verse 5: Trey
If I don't R.I.P that booth, then I know who do
I don't know, who you? Different city errday and I know you beau
I don't owe you beau, prolly my crew
Get around like I to the bar with a group to get wet
Respect the hoes that don't oppose to let me hold necks in sex
And she sittin' next to me
So I don't know why the keep textin' me
Talkin' bout she love me, thinkin' of me
Trust me, just come in the and fuck me
Wake up in the mornin' and my eyes all ungh
She and she still wan' touch me
But we catch a flight, enough, show tonight
Say it gotta be cause it felt so right when she bust it
Now she got a problem bye-bye
Tryna ask a nigga 'bout the
She just wanna skype, and I wanna pipe
Was only one night, baby go back to ya
Life, it's a gamble, we just roll
That shit'll be in shambles if you don't right
And you know how I get, couple side
Fuck is a entre if yain't got a side
Then dessert is what they
Treating rappers like a
Leave 'em murdered deserted
You watchin', are you
I'm a get mine and you know that I deserve that
Lemme dat, lemme hol' dat
Yeah, hol' dat, lemme hol' dat... 2 WOOP