Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Grow

Real niggaz
First of all, what's my 5-9
Yeah, I got for you
I got for you, yeah

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

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

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

me not to do it like this, but to do it like that
Threw me all types of love and I threw it right
Though we don't as much, we never let the game consume us
'Cause we too real, my Slim, let's grow

Let us grow up, now we got
We stop 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 stop here, we too far
All my niggaz, my niggaz
And you all who you are

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

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

Sucka free is like a religion I honor and
And common in words, a song witchu, what's in it?
Y'all niggaz is all punks and your is rented
And your diamonds is all dark, like they but tinted

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

Let us grow up, now we got
We stop here, we too far
All my niggaz, y'all my
And you all who you are
(Let's grow)

Let us grow up, now we got
We stop here, we too far
All my niggaz, y'all my
And you all who you are

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

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

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

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