Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Go

Da 5'9"]

We the best, Twist' you at c'mere
ya lye...c'mere
Extremely hard to be the of a city it's dis
A nigga that could twist this
A nigga that could rip any that he get
Never and come with a metaphor like this
Flow like dis, broke but flow for the dough like this
Never been a nigga you know like dis
Cold like dis, but ah, it's me and D-Mo 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 watch to go the necklace ring
Iced out to go with the rest it
More or less the more of the you seen
Big buzz, only with big thugs
We get in clubs you you gettin' ya shit bust
Not too many ducks is against us
If ya don't know now, you'll know ya lift up
Rhyme 'til I rhyme no more, ball 'til I can't ball no more
'Til I'm 5'9" no more, 'til the ice can't no more
Which comes first, let's go nigga

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

Da 5'9"]
One of a hundred niggaz'll my shit
Eighty-nine'll bite, the ten'll think of comin' alike
'cause my shit when it come to the mic, 99 100'll like
Never disrespect a nigga grippin' the tec, my shit
Put the flow in with my clique
Go to the death, flow the best, my spit - I'm sick, my shit
Try to get slick and 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, it's my
Too willin' to pin ya in rap
Put a to that, do the math with me
to the lab, we're sendin' you back
Keep goin', you that no one can last wit me
Stay armed with the biggest of arms, got hittin' alarms
Every rhyme is strictly to harm
This my shit, keep every word of every verse in position to
Never gone fail, never got of catchin' a L
I'ma prevail, whatever you yell
my world, everything else, c'mon nigga

Who the want what?!
Who the fuck want what, what?!
[Twista] tell 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

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

Tell me who the fuck what
Whatchu murderous is ready to make the deck go up?
I could cause a scene to you throw up
Put a bullet in yo gut, bat em down and the sto' cut
'cause homie you got no choice ta,
Dat why you runnin' to a real like Twista, or Roysta
Let the caliber annoint ya
Whodie won't even know he hit 'til he feel his shirt suckin' the
Voice ya it ya want to
Kick-ass winner, kick up dust in the middle of the
Subpeona like the courts do
We'll blast shortly ya nuts and it won't be a misdemeanor
We them niggaz come approach ya
Shockin' ya body our Bacardi keeps all ya from bleedin'
Until we heard no - two undercovers,
We we get the dirty even; they know it's servin' season
Shit is good as gone, 'cause I gotta the goodies home
The petty 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 where the at
Some niggaz knew I was about to snap so he hid that
I was gone get buck - come hard - get
Go into a thing and let the ride,
And hit niggaz from the blindside
And take the whole opposition with my dog 5'9
for the killaz, bustin' em off,
And off so you can bust yo nut
Though I'm bout to yo guts
But if yo operation is hatin', who the 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 from a nigga open you up
You gotta send the deck up when we holla
x4*

*beat continues then fades