Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Grow

Real only
First of all, my name? 5-9
Yeah, I got for you
I got somethin' for you,

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 show

Came in this game with a pissy-ass
Arrogant like, up, laughin' that you a trick
I happy before, but I'm happy today
I'm rappin' today, to get a plaque in my day

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

Taught me not to do it this, but to do it like that
Threw me all types of love and I it right back
we don't talk as much, we never let the game consume us
'Cause we too real, my nigga Slim, 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, 5-9 or, twelve men in one
as explosive as them shells in your gun
Mr. Quick To Pull A Thing On You just for your
Mr. Mr. Mr. Quick To Swing On You he shoot

I'm the finest tuned machine rappin' a scene
Since, way back when was only rappin' in Queens
Suck my balls if you competin' with me
I don't dream, I'm the type to be homeboy

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

I would never kill none of y'all, I ain't fool
But I will stomp the shit out you, I ain't that
You ain't even gotta greet me you see, matter of fact
You better me five feet when you see me, where you at? 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
(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

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

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

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

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

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