Luyện nghe bài hát Just Blaze, Bleek & Free

Hey, yo uru, Just Blaze, Bleek and Free right?
So I could get a hook or or sumthin'?
(Get here!)
Stick to makin' beats, I to yo' moms, nigga

blaze
Roll up a L, glass in that arm-e
Young E's had game the days of Atari
the youth, I used to shoot her right back to the path
My day, goin' hard, the back of the cab

Did it all, little robbery, back of the G-train
Hood became a part of me, got a hell of a street
Niggas don't want no of me, bitches they
Wanna roll up, out, sit in the Ferrari
Breeze Marcy

They know I'm gangsta in every way,
I keep it gangsta, on me everyday, but
P-Game, how I to hit it, don't act right
I got to leave bitches you know

I bread dog, I'm after the spread dog
The least you could do is give a nigga a head, dog
Parked by Marcy, this two Ferrari
Can't believe deny me poonani

But I guess she listen to rap
So I'mma slut her like a
In the hole, the track
And I'm a P, I, M, P, fo' sho rap
R,O,C N,Y,C, for

F, R, two e's slide through deliver
R, O, C, P,H,I, for short, por
I twist backwards in the jeep
Cheek deep, up the chicks
Chicks lookin' for

sleep, makin' me sick won't answer the phone
Motorola, two way, you may to Freeway
I think it's him pagin' me now, I the back strap
Where you at? Got a room of freaks
And they tryin' to get right, I could 'em all night
And get them chickens outta

Pass them hoes, then 'em
G to K, Freeway known for the yay
I could get 'em from A to point G
the deal, I stuff 'em in the wheel
For the right amount of bills, I bring 'em where you

Y'all hate Freeway, when you see the Freeway
But you wanna kill Freeway, your ride the Freeway
Everyday, up and down, and forth
In and out, every route

my bitches who stack niggas?
Fuck wit a nigga Memphis who gettin' that paper
But'll light you up the jigga man
Where my bitches at? Where my at?
Where my bitches at? C'mon

And all my who took llamas, murda, murda
Heard of a named Freeway, from Philly to the 'Linas
Where my niggas at? my niggas at?
Where my real at c'mon

All day I be smokin', we all my who tokin'
We hit the block the potent
Give 'em a and they blow it
You know and you

some ofa's sittin' low and my dogs
Know who all of us are, we sit low in cars
Ain't no wanna roll, they say I'm doin' my thing
See blue in the chain, I was changin' my jeans but
Li'l Mami is you rollin'or You fucka, you suck
For real I'm tryin'a see up with you

you to the pimp and the playas
It's no playin' I'm a gangsta
I don't with them hatas and basic
Hatin' is the part I ain't
wanna fuck, 'cuz there's shit that I'm willin'

Once they see it, I just up they head
And when I bang out in the hood, I just fuck up my
Instead of lead, I save it when I see you to face
Right now, I'm wit hoes, they don't gimme face shit

Where my who stack niggas?
Fuck wit a nigga like who gettin' that paper
But'll you up with the jigga man
Where my bitches at? Where my at?
Where my bitches at? C'mon

And all my niggas who llamas, murda, murda
Heard of a nigga named Freeway, from Philly to the
Where my niggas at? my niggas at?
Where my niggas at c'mon

Blaze
Just