Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Go

Da 5'9"]

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

Who the fuck what?!
Who the fuck 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 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 come to the mic, 99 outta 100'll
Never disrespect a nigga grippin' the tec, my shit
Put the flow in affect my clique
Go to the death, flow the best, my spit - I'm sick, my shit
Try to get and niggaz is gettin' hit
You don't that do you? It comes back to you
And I ain't even tryna rap to you, so suck my dick, my shit
Too many to pin ya in rap
Put a to that, do the math with me
Straight to the lab, we're you back
Keep goin', you know no one can last wit me
armed with the biggest of arms, got bitch-niggaz hittin' alarms
Every is strictly written to harm
my shit, keep every word of every verse in position to launch
Never gone fail, never got plans of a L
I'ma forever prevail, you yell
It's my world, else, c'mon nigga

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

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

Tell me who the fuck what
Whatchu murderous niggaz is ready to the deck go up?
I could cause a scene to you throw up
Put a in yo gut, bat em down and leave the sto' cut
'cause you ain't got no choice ta,
Dat why you runnin' to a real rida Twista, or Roysta
Let the thirty caliber ya
Whodie won't even know he hit 'til he feel his shirt the moisture
Voice ya it ya want to
Kick-ass winner, up dust in the middle of the arena
Subpeona like the courts do
We'll blast shortly ya bust and it won't be a misdemeanor
We them that'll come approach ya
Shockin' ya body our Bacardi all ya nerves from bleedin'
Until we heard no - two undercovers,
We comin' we get the dirty even; they know servin' season
Shit is good as gone, 'cause I gotta bring the home
The petty packin' penny brushin' the pretty pearl handle
Pistol, Pelle Pelle and the hoodie on
And you with the Midwest shit?
Remember how we you, you trippin' off how we did that shit
tell me where the weed at
Some niggaz knew I was to snap so he hid that shit
I was gone get - come hard - get crunk
Go into a and let the rhyme ride,
And hit them niggaz the blindside
And the whole opposition down with my dog 5'9
for the killaz, bustin' em off,
And comin' off so you can yo nut
Though I'm to bust yo guts
But if yo is hatin', who the fuck want what?

Who the fuck what?!
Who the want what, want what?!
[Twista] Playa tell me why you hatin', 'cause you the one take that a nigga that'll open you up
[Twista] You gotta the deck up when we holla
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*beat continues then out*