Luyện nghe bài hát Jackin For Beats

[DJ Aye Trigga
Songz:] What up Dram?
[DJ Drama:] I know you been on this rap thing for a minute
[Trey Right
[DJ Can we show 'em the lyrics?
[Trey Songz:] You they ready?
[DJ Drama:] Can we 'em the greatness?
Songz:] yeah...
[DJ Drama:] I'll the beats
[Trey Songz:] Niggas ready man
[DJ Holla at 'em
[Verse 1: Songz]
Ungh, A never been as dope as me
my veins and my brain run on coca leafs
I say they fly well they fly, these niggas popery
capacity as wide as the open sea
Put these niggas in they place they 'spose to be
I get these bitches buck like gopher teeth
So respect it or check it, fuck hypothesis
I'm a write the play no Socrates, pardon me, nobody me
They all rap commonly as if they hold like a pharmacy
[Verse 2: Trey
Watch came up, you 'wan see?
I made the change up, yeah quantum leap
And I'm still tryna figure I 'wan be
So many fish in the sea, life is beach
I don't sleep much, paper waking me
Talkin' to a like, trigga keep makin' me
They can't see me when they do I'm what hate to see
I eat good, just 'wan salt shaker me
on the rise, I ain't talkin' 'bout a bakery
Devils in everywhere, yeah pray for me
you niggas pussy but get off my dick
And don't quote me boy I ain't said shit
I said nuttin', I'm too busy frontin, ungh
[Verse 3: Songz]
Cruisin' down the in my benzo, couple of freaks
Couple of hoes, I only met 'em all a couple ago
Still I treat 'em like stacks, got a to blow
Nobody takin' nothin' from except a loss
Nobody puttin' fear in my except for god
R.I.P, dead as a bitch, lyrics spit one hell of a clip
A.R. say that they hard, 'em in graveyards
One big diamond, a nigga basegod, get it? baseball
Don't know if they draw or just trey stall
one to get the number two and then erase y'all
Grass cut fool, never lose where the are
Motherfuck school, never had a day job
4: Trey Songz]
Shout to all the niggas faced off the jacob
Fuck pool, on the corner pocket of 8 balls
And fuck you nigga, I be napalm
And it's cool gon' get yo hate on
Got a big dick and she gon' put her on
Ass so big and the is like her waist, gone
from 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,
Hol' up chula, I'm all about that
But I'll knock boot, drop top that coup
Swoop, hoop (swish), miss that
[Verse 5: Trey
If I R.I.P that booth, then I don't know who do
I don't know, who you? city errday and I don't know you beau
I owe you beau, prolly know my crew
Get around like I came to the bar with a to get wet
Respect the hoes that oppose to let me hold they necks in sex
And she right next to me
So I don't know why the girl keep me
Talkin' bout she me, forever thinkin' of me
Trust me, come in the bathroom and fuck me
Wake up in the and my eyes all crusty ungh
She will and she still wan' me
But we gotta a flight, enough, show tonight
Say it gotta be cause it felt so right when she bust it
Now she got a problem sayin'
ask a nigga 'bout the wi-fi
She just wanna skype, and I wanna pipe
Was one night, baby go back to ya life
Life, it's a gamble, we just dice
That shit'll be in shambles if you don't roll
And you know how I get, side bets
Fuck is a if yain't got a side dish
Then dessert is what they
Treating rappers like a
Leave 'em murdered deserted
You watchin', are you
Nigga I'm a get mine and you know I deserve that
Lemme hol' dat, lemme dat
Yeah, lemme hol' dat, lemme dat... 2 WOOP