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

Yeah, LB fam up in this piece
Got my mans that put me on, you what I'm sayin'
Want a 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' representin'
So is how we go, let me let you know, how
It be, in da, G H E, double T O, name ho
be runnin' down the line
Hey, if you hear a mistake

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

It's a to see a nigga slip
Get a nigga, nigga get a grip, get a
You don't even know the of my crew
To be talking, but you're talking and you act you knew
Yo set it, you crossed the line and hit the border
LB fam attacking some attacking outta order
Put on your leather gloves, and hats and get picture mats
And get the gats in case you take it to the stacks

Shout out to the
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' with puffin' on lai
And if you're with me let me you say "Right", right, right

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

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

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
Coast, West Coast and World Wide
Ain't nuttin' with puffin' on lai
And if you're with me let me you say "Right", right, right

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

Pack your bags, outta town
I'll be back around so be gone sundown
From comes a nigga named Cheeks
With techniques of the streets over rough beats
This room is going bounce about the Cheeks remember
I'm the choppin' crews like a chainsaw
Talk what you wanna, do you gotta
Well let me tell you something man you 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 nuttin' with puffin' on lai
And if you're with me let me 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, your head up
And to the
East Coast, West Coast and World
nuttin' wrong with puffin' on lai
And if you're with me let me hear you say "Right", right,

Now if you listen to my
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, your head up
And to the
Coast, West Coast and World Wide
Ain't nuttin' wrong puffin' on lai
And if with me let me hear you say "Right", right, right