Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Ceo

Aww, yes how you do
My is N.O.R.E, that's pronounced nore.
Here on of thugged out militainment.
I'm here to see the president of the record
I believe his is Mr.Isenhawk.
I out here quite some time.
So, aww can you let him know I waiting.
And aww can he please his ass up before I bounce you undadig!

So whats the Mr. CEOOOO
You look in my face and feel my pain yooo
Shit give a hood a chance, a nigga won't rob you, plus a nigga ain't gone dance.
So whats the matter Mr.
You can't look in my face and feel my pain
shit give a hood nigga a chance, a nigga won't rob you, plus a ain't gone dance.

Ayo nigga in the key and let the engine spark
Yo I the rap game, hate the buiness part
An give a hood a chance, that's what they won't do
Cause I stay up in the office, with the too!
An shit a check, I rather cash
And you I shoot niggaz, don't bring up the past
But I came home,and ain't leaving alone
a nigga one chance, im a have the shit sown
I'm a hard worker, i need no handout
I opportunity and im a out
It's militainment, military
Brand new hot shit nobody
So your cheese,and pay this thug
We on uncut, not midnight love
So just make sure our contract slim
And then I'm ready nigga, yo do I sign

My pain for eyes, stress rhymes
Exchange to a lot of and buiness, best times
To the CEO, im saying
My switching, digging out
Spitting for niggaz the route
too, I went the game route
Respect we came for, press support
I we x these niggaz name out
All I ask is my own
Marly marl, wise and
we got our own staff
The hands on experience, that executive paper
Stay in the streets we set for greater
in the bank, bank on it
Royalty time we each other
photo's we tear it down
Bang them on to skane
Streets imagine, of rap
You can sit and laugh
Who done up, you flagrant as shit motherfucker

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Yo let me holla at you ceo, a.r and
Give me a minute, me out ain't no disrespect
Let me speck my peace, we got a ill click of
Now we got with beats
We already to put shit in the streets
Been hustling to long,we a new way to eat
And I'm mad at your roster dog, must of them niggaz is weak
The rest of them are imposters dog, i know muse and maze will you plaque
I'm a nigga the first day i finish my pack
Hit us with consignment and we'll it right back
We for real this game,and we spit it like that
And since you worried about spending, we got a album ready
So hold on niggaz we come
Running every burb, hood, every slum
Niggas won't none thugged out

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Do I look like the type who like to in club
I like to stack cash, my son to know this is his dad
Mother may I take one into the game
The streets know my
The I had it before, when i approach my lifestyle, more potent than dope
I write it real for the world, hate the rope
I'm thugged out golden nugget blood in a bucket
We from the hood were snakes, when you spit they try an d dub it
I got a european attitude and for russia
My hot flow, will leave dry, you ask me why
rappers spitting you lie's, just to make you buy
Unitied states, im like a of the puzzle
I got to
I'm a south american
Sell you in bundle's
So let me live it up, and let the streets my story
And much respect to the who done, done it
Before me so it's my time to sell and taking the glory