Luyện nghe bài hát Just Blaze, Bleek & Free

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

blaze
Roll up a L, pour glass in that
Young E's had game since the of Atari
Since the youth, I used to shoot her right back to the
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 up, roll out, sit in the Ferrari
Breeze Marcy

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

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

But I she don't listen to rap
So slut 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 deliver more
R, O, C, P,H,I, for short, por
I twist swerve in the jeep
deep, pick up the chicks
Chicks lookin' for

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

Pass them hoes, mack 'em
G to K, Freeway for movin' the yay
I get 'em from point 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 Freeway, scared when you see the Freeway
But you wanna kill Freeway, your girl the Freeway
Everyday, up and down, back and
In and out, know every

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

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

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

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

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

Once they see it, I fuck up they head
And when I out in the hood, I just fuck up my bread
Instead of lead, I save it 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 who gettin' that paper
But'll light you up the jigga man
my bitches at? Where my bitches at?
Where my bitches at? C'mon

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

Just
Blaze