Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Go

Da 5'9"]

We the best, Twist' you at nigga
ya lye...c'mere
Extremely to be the king of a city it's dis
A nigga that could twist this
A that could rip any shit that he get
Never balk and come with a metaphor like
Flow like dis, never broke but flow for the dough this
Never been a nigga that you know dis
Cold like dis, but ah, it's just me and like dis
Respect is a must, got nigga in every hood checkin' for us
catch us catchin' the bus
Niggaz got whips, got loot,
got troops, got guns, got clips (what)
Next big thing, iced to go with the necklace ring
Iced out to go the rest it seems
More or the more of the best you seen
Big buzz, only with big thugs
We get in clubs you you gettin' ya shit bust
Not too many is goin' against us
If ya don't know now, you'll know ya lift up
Rhyme 'til I can't rhyme no more, ball 'til I ball no more
'Til I'm 5'9" no more, 'til the ice shine no more
Which comes first, let's go nigga

Who the want what?!
Who the want what, want what?!
[Twista] Playa tell me why you hatin', 'cause you the one take that from a that'll open you up
[Twista] You send the deck up when we holla

Da 5'9"]
One of a niggaz'll hate my shit
Eighty-nine'll bite, the other ten'll think of alike
'cause my shit when it to the mic, 99 outta 100'll like
Never disrespect a nigga grippin' the tec, it's my
Put the in affect with my clique
Go to the death, flow the best, my - I'm sick, it's my shit
Try to get slick and is gettin' hit
You don't want that do you? It back to you
And I ain't even tryna rap to you, so suck my dick, it's my
Too willin' to pin ya in rap
Put a endin' to that, do the with me
to the lab, we're sendin' you back
Keep goin', you know that no one can wit me
Stay armed with the biggest of arms, got hittin' alarms
Every rhyme is strictly written to
This my shit, every word of every verse in position to launch
Never fail, never got plans of catchin' a L
I'ma prevail, whatever you yell
It's my world, else, c'mon nigga

Who the want what?!
Who the fuck want what, what?!
[Twista] Playa tell me why you hatin', you the one take that from a nigga that'll open you up
[Twista] You send the deck up when we holla

[Royce talkin' *beat slowly
Motown, uhh...
Chi-town...5'9...
Twista, go nigga uhh

Tell me who the fuck want
Whatchu murderous is ready to make the deck go up?
I cause a scene to make you throw up
Put a bullet in yo gut, bat em and leave the sto' cut
'cause homie you ain't got no ta,
Dat why you runnin' to a rida like Twista, or Roysta
Let the thirty annoint ya
won't even know he hit 'til he feel his shirt suckin' the moisture
Voice ya opinion it ya to
Kick-ass winner, kick up dust in the of the arena
muthafuckaz like the courts do
We'll blast shortly ya nuts bust and it be a misdemeanor
We them niggaz that'll come ya
Shockin' ya body our Bacardi keeps all ya nerves from
Until we heard no - two undercovers,
We comin' we get the dirty even; know it's servin' season
Shit is as gone, 'cause I gotta bring the goodies home
The packin' penny brushin' with the pretty pearl handle
Pistol, Pelle pants and the hoodie on
And you comin' with the Midwest
how we took you, you trippin' off how we did that shit
Somebody tell me the weed at
Some niggaz I was about to snap so he hid that shit
I was gone get - come hard - get crunk
Go into a thing and let the ride,
And hit them from the blindside
And take the whole opposition with my dog 5'9
Ceremony for the killaz, em off,
And comin' off so you can yo nut
I'm bout to bust yo guts
But if yo operation is hatin', who the fuck want

Who the fuck what?!
Who the want what, want what?!
[Twista] Playa me why you hatin', 'cause you the one take that from a nigga that'll open you up
[Twista] You gotta send the deck up when we
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