Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Ceo

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

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

Ayo nigga through in the key and let the spark
Yo I the rap game, hate the buiness part
An give a hood nigga a chance, that's what won't do
I stay up in the office, with the toast too!
An shit fuck a check, I rather
And you know I shoot niggaz, don't up the past
But I came home,and ain't leaving alone
Give a one chance, im a have the shit sown
I'm a worker, i don't 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 belong on uncut, not love
So just sure our contract ain't slim
And then I'm ready nigga, yo where do I

My pain ain't for eyes, stress
Exchange to a lot of and buiness, best times
To the CEO, im basically
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, advance that executive
Stay in the streets we set for greater
Whatever in the bank, on it
Royalty time we each other
Arrogant photo's we tear it
them on billboards to skane
Streets imagine, of rap
You can sit and nigga
Who caked up, you flagrant as shit motherfucker

3
Yo let me at you ceo, a.r and president
Give me a minute, here me out ain't no
Let me speck my peace, we got a ill click of
Now we got with beats
We to put shit down in the streets
hustling to long,we need a new way to eat
And I'm mad at whole roster dog, must of them niggaz is weak
The rest of them are imposters dog, i know muse and will bring you plaque
I'm a hustler nigga the day i finish my pack
Hit us with consignment and we'll bring it right
We for real with this game,and we spit it like
And since you worried about spending, we got a album ready
So hold on niggaz here we
Running through every burb, hood, slum
Niggas don't won't thugged out

4
Do I look like the type who like to dance in
I like to stack cash, my son need to this is his dad
Mother may I take one step into the
The streets my name
The fame I had it before, when i approach my lifestyle, more potent than
I write it for the world, hate the industry rope
I'm thugged out nugget with blood in a bucket
We from the hood were these snakes, when you spit 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 a piece of the puzzle
I got to
Like I'm a south
Sell you in bundle's
So let me live it up, and let the follow my story
And respect to the artist who done, done it
Before me so it's my time to sell and taking the glory