Luyện nghe bài hát Just Blaze, Bleek & Free

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

blaze
Roll up a L, pour in that arm-e
E's had game since the days of Atari
Since the youth, I used to her right back to the path
My day, hard, mack 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
don't want no part of me, bitches they
Wanna roll up, roll out, sit in the
through Marcy

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

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

But I she don't listen to rap
So I'mma her like a ghost
In the hole, missing the
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 more
R, O, C, P,H,I, for short, por
I backwards swerve in the jeep
Cheek deep, pick up the
Chicks lookin' for

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

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 you stay

Y'all hate Freeway, scared when you see the
But you wanna kill Freeway, girl ride the Freeway
Everyday, up and down, back and
In and out, know route

Where my bitches who niggas?
Fuck wit a nigga like Memphis who that paper
light you up with 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 nigga named Freeway, from to the 'Linas
my niggas at? Where my niggas at?
Where my real at c'mon

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

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

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

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

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

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

Just
Blaze