Luyện nghe bài hát May I

Artist: Red
May I 12"
May I

Niggaz just love the
Shake niggaz say yea
1-9 niggaz the cash
yo BK no, oh, oh, oh

You ain't love what I do, like what I do
But you gon' what I do
I don't like nothin' about you, about you
We gon' get without you

1]
When down come through, who you gon' run to?
my money or we gon hunt you
Clak show you what the gun do
My murder game a Roy Jones one, two
Now the funds due who still gonna front you
Son you might get slumped on a humble
Might get a torpedo to make you tumble
Cause hazard to ya
it wasn't hard to touch you
Especially the bark, bark got a muzzle
And make the sound
Chah - {*silencer*} Brook-lyn muscle
Is I, prepared for scuffles
You see I do what I must do
Niggaz screamin' me, well nigga fuck you!

May I, keep a something for the G's
And, make a few ends while I breeze
The late shift on some late night shit
On the gangstas
May I, keep a something for the G's
And, make a few ends I breeze through
The late night shift on late night shit
While ya momma ain't

2]
My mercedes on AMG's
Squeeze three 80's 'til empty
Seen lately it's a style to me
But even when inside I'm like a A/C
The nickel back sole in the park paid me
The PJ's get shot up blame me
Ya bitch wanna nigga, she gon' page me
I'm the voice of Brooklyn, nigga you
Questions need to be
Sexy rap needing a dancer, I'm cancer
Kill you in a of days
You's a durag nigga that I ya ways
inclusive, or shake a slug off, I'm elusive
Got new guns can't to use it
Although, I step all
Get respect also, hold Tech's I'm

3]
Now we official, address my issues
Either comply or I twist you,
Hardrock, been livin' on Knock
a bitch nigga that car hop, no
The in my BM, kinda confusing
Head game on my BM, cause
I pump rock myself, the infusion
down got pink but not an illusion