Luyện nghe bài hát Jeeps, Lex Coups, Bimaz & Benz

Yeah, LB fam finally up in piece
Got my mans put me on, you know what I'm sayin'
a shout out to the Uptown, you know man
up

MCA, is how we do everyday
Me and Tah hah
Pretty Lou, my man, Spigg
We be gettin' down
So is how we go, let me let you know, how
It be, in da, G H E, double T O, rhyme ho
They be runnin' down the
Hey, if you hear a rewind

Whose the best? Whose the worst in this here rap
For those who to be the best, I tear them out the frame
I'm representin' puttin' on the map
springs, wit some baggy jeans when I rap
Come up with a to make con-versital
Don't treat me like no lame, I've been in this game for
I've seen ta come, I've seen alot a go
I've seen ta break, I've seen alot to blow, a yo

a trip to see a nigga slip
Get a grip nigga, get a grip, get a
You don't even know the half of my
To be talking, but talking and you act like you knew
Yo set it, you fuckin' crossed the line and hit the
LB fam start attacking attacking outta order
Put on your leather gloves, and hats and get your picture
And get the just in case you take it to the stacks

Shout out to the
the Lex Coups, Bimas and the Benz
To all my and my men
To all my in the pen, keep your head up
And to the
East Coast, West and World Wide
nuttin' wrong with puffin' on lai
And if you're me let me hear you say "Right", right, right

Now a dayz, niggaz frontin' like ill
Now caps and got a muthafuckin' things to do to show his skill
Recognize, what you frontin' for
I know your style, you neva hit a before
Oh, your just another in the
Fakin' gats, takin' up
To me nuttin' but a needle in the hay stack
kid, I've been doing this since from ways back

In the day, Ace Tre
At the best, up to hey
Whose the best? I want the best to come me
So I can release some from my chest G
Is you to go pound for pound
Toe to toe, for blow, round for round
I'm 'coz I bring the thunder and the rain
'Causin' confusion to brain

out to the Jeeps
It's the Lex Coups, and the Benz
To all my and my men
To all my peoples in the pen, your head up
And to the
East Coast, West and World Wide
Ain't wrong with puffin' on lai
And if with me let me hear you say "Right", right, right

Keep the shit live for the 95
I got more in my tribe than there's beez in the bee hive
LB Fam stay high
Mr. Cheeks, everyday
to get my shit straight
Make us wait, before too fuckin' late
The Boyz, yeah that's who I be's wit
That's who I runs wit, who I smoke wit

Pack your bags, head outta
I'll be back around so be before sundown
From Jamaica comes a nigga Cheeks
With techniques of the streets over neck beats
room is going bounce about the Cheeks can't remember
I'm the choppin' crews like a chainsaw
Talk you wanna, do what you gotta
let me tell you something man you can't do me nadda

Shout out to the
It's the Lex Coups, and the Benz
To all my and my men
To all my in the pen, keep your head up
And to the
East Coast, Coast and World Wide
Ain't wrong with puffin' on lai
And if you're me let me hear you say "Right", right, right

out to the Jeeps
It's the Lex Coups, Bimas and the
To all my and my men
To all my peoples in the pen, keep your up
And to the
East Coast, West Coast and Wide
Ain't nuttin' wrong with on lai
And if you're with me let me you say "Right", right, right

Now if you to my album
You see we only wit the real deal street life

Shout out to the
the Lex Coups, Bimas and the Benz
To all my and my men
To all my peoples in the pen, keep your up
And to the
Coast, West Coast and World Wide
Ain't nuttin' with puffin' on lai
And if you're me let me hear you say "Right", right, right