Luyện nghe bài hát Make Tracks

Makin' crazy tracks it's mellow the music
Did you know that you a mind so use it
Now this may sound confusin', yes yes
You got what you want, well I got what I
down the block and say hi to the fellas
Lookin' at ya funny, maybe it's they're jealous
Don't let it hit the spot, 'cos want what you got
To knock you out the box and fill ya empty
So hustle a gigolo and go for what you know
If you need a get tickets to my show
If you called the ho, yo there must be a
You some ill shit, now ya gotta stop the skeezin'
Get a job hooker, yet pick up a book
in front the mirror and take a long look
This of attack is opposite of wack
So if ya got the knack it's time to make

Lookin' like the next man, is that who you
Copy cattin' nigga's won't take ya far
So be your own man son, your life grand
Be own ruler of your own plot of land
Sellin' crystal meth aka the crack
Don't be too mad when ya find ya ass
Killin' off ya brothers, out ya mother
That may not be your case but it surely is for
Doin' dirty deeds, and pullin' off the
Now you're lookin' gassed ya picture in the papers
Far from being wack, yo if proud and black
listen to the rap and then you'll make tracks

Bootleg tapes? Yo, are you, crazy?
Knockin' niggas out, huh, that don't faze me
Don't let me you boy, I'll play you like a toy
Not tryin' to be a bully, but I'm quick to stop ploy
There's better to do, other ways of getting' paid
Illin', chillin', and layin' in the shade
Just look at Hi-C and for example
We're too to quit and our dough supply is ample
So if ya gotta brain or a on your shoulders
Better use it quick you're only getting' older
It's knowledge that I kick, courage that you lack
Ya to get it fast duke, and make tracks