Luyện nghe bài hát Listen

(featuring Slim Thug, Kyleon, Chris & Dre Day)

Thug]
Close your lips and open ears, for a change
You might, learn some thangs
I understand your plan, let me get this right
You broke, but you grinding all day and
You on the block caine, with Jordan's and a chain
I know, everybody have nice thangs
But mayn, you must think the dope game is a
Fuck around and have yourself, catching a
Better you some cash, for a rainy day mayn
only God knows, what tomorrow bring
Better listen, I'm to stop a lot of sorrow and pain
Cause falling on your ass, is a horrible
You better listen, I too shit too raw explain
Better from the mistakes, of the Outlaw gang
I there done that, fought that won that
Lost that and got it back, you better listen

- 2x]
Quit being headed (yeah I hear you mayn)
Open your ears and just listen (yeah I you mayn)
Get off ass and do something (yeah I hear you mayn)

It's than one way out here, to get that do'
It don't take a rocket scientist, to get bro
You can get fast, get that slow
Hit licks with grass, with that blow
Or with that pads, spit flow
Or with it, try to get back mo'
Uh-uh not me, I refuse to
You either got it or you don't, and I to choose
And candy blue's I cruise, cause if I I lose
And if I get out bad, I just use my tools
My mind and muscle, that helps me and hustle
If it wasn't for rap, I'd try to find a hustle
Why niggaz sitting on they behind, trying to hustle
24/7-3/65, my time to
I'd be a out here, I got dimes and shuffles
Kyleon, is what really defines the hustle, just listen

[Chris
You need to quit so much, for a minute and hush
trying to throw down boy, why you in such a rush
You play the game, as if you got a flush
But if you don't cool off, you just might get
I grind the grain, and your brain like a crush
Cause for me to get mine, is a plus and a
But listen, ain't for everybody
Especially if you ain't got the heart, and you's a body
Oh but I know, you hear me boy
It's gon take bad to happen, for you to feel me boy
But I'm so sick and tired, of teaching and
You ain't even meet me half way, it's I'm the only one that's reaching
While you keep leaching, you gon find smashed
Pumped up, wrecked and
You must of forgot my nigga, your my past
You oughtta listen, 'fore you up on your ass

- 2x]

[Sir
On how, I got this
I sold zones mics, moved rocks and hash
I click pro long, had to get on these blocks and
You your do' long, try to hit these blocks and mash
Be careful though, you got niggaz watch your stash
And the second you slip get off his hip, gon pop ass
Get a connect cop a Tech, your prize in the dash
We balling now, hit the lot put your on glass
You hard headed not heated, when you on glass
it at home, but you need it when you ride on glass
Knocked off feet you looking weak, your boys slide on past
Had a class bitch, now you collide with trash
Now you the hoodrat plumber, pushing hoodrat mama
Laid up with the slut, and caught the high from her
Now you lying like a plumber, sick broke and in
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