Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Grow

Real niggaz
First of all, my name? 5-9
Yeah, I got for you
I got for you, yeah

call me Royce 5-9 or, Mr. Always Ice Cold Wristed
Or Mr. None Of Your
Mr. In Conflict, for so dope lyrics
The hardest hittin' nigga in bid'ness

in this game with a pissy-ass attitude
Arrogant like, shut up, laughin' you a trick
I wasn't happy before, but I'm today
I'm today, lookin' to get a plaque in my day

So I met white boy one night
Who turned out to be the illest human I ever heard in my life
He took me his wing, and showed me some things
And molded me a pro until the flow was mean

Taught me not to do it this, but to do it like that
Threw me all types of love and I threw it back
Though we don't talk as much, we let the game consume us
'Cause we too real, my Slim, let's grow

Let us up, now we got here
We can't here, we too far
All my niggaz, y'all my
And you all who you are
(Let's grow)

Let us up, now we got here
We can't here, we too far
All my niggaz, my niggaz
And you all who you are

Yeah, Royce 5-9 or, men in one
About as explosive as them in your gun
Mr. Quick To Pull A Thing On You for your loot
Mr. Mr. Mr. Quick To Swing On You before he

I'm the finest rappin' machine rappin' a scene
Since, way back when there was only in Queens
my balls if you competin' with me homeboy
I dream, I'm the type to just be homeboy

free is like a religion I honor and serve
And more common in words, a song witchu, in it?
Y'all niggaz is all punks and your jewels is
And diamonds is all dark, like they blue but tinted

I would never kill of y'all, I ain't that fool
But I will stomp the shit out you, I that cool
You ain't even gotta greet me you see, matter of fact
You better give me feet when you see me, where you at? Let's grow

Let us grow up, now we got
We can't here, we too far
All my niggaz, my niggaz
And you all who you are
(Let's grow)

Let us grow up, now we got
We can't here, we too far
All my niggaz, y'all my
And you all who you are

Royce 5-9 or, one sick
Bitches know with me that the cum gets quicker
Mr. Always Got Cris' Or A Pistol
Rather diss you chill witchu and will hitchu

The insanest monster came and conquered
A game that to be full of trained impostors
I will not let you talk to me no way
This is not I'm here for, give me my money

Fagots attract fagots, and that's that
You rap rat, you fuckin' roaches and black
Feelin' my heat, I talk shit from the I wake up
Turn right around and talk in my sleep, let's grow

Let us grow up, now we got
We can't here, we too far
All my niggaz, y'all my
And you all who you are

Let us grow up, now we got
We can't here, we too far
All my niggaz, my niggaz
And you all who you are