Luyện nghe bài hát N. B. C.

This is the way it should

Ya
(What? What?)
Yo B, we even like half these faggot niggas anyway
(What? What?)

I'm on my own wheel
(Yeah, what? What?)
You What I'm sayin'?
The shit, you know B

My family
(What? What?)
Slick
(Clah, clah, clah)

Harlem World
(Yeah, yeah)
Charli
(What? What?)

(Yeah, yeah, what? What?)
Cam'Ron
(Yeah, yeah)

Killa Cam
(What? What?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah,

Yo, all my rhymes, I rip it, the had to clip it
The cats in the street, nearly killing snippets
Birds feed 'em bread, so he can eat her head
I'm almost 21 but I pee in the bed

Had to fleed the FED's, all be
And I got a crush on
(Who, wife)

Yo not monogamy,
On the outside, like an
my girls, I really like photography

Snap naked, the wildest boss
night, head whop and our salads tossed
While you in a mean neon, I'm with Dion
her in the bed, she the next one I pee on

Say Bitch, phase two, yeah yeah
What? What? What? What?
What? What? What? What? What?
What? What?

Split that ass yo, split ass
Yeah uh, Yo yo yo

Yo, N.O.R.E., fuck y'all, get hurt
You know I rock a Soul Train wit' a shirt
Doin' cartwheels, all my got Hot Wheels
You a double A R god, the

You know we throw away blunts for my that's dead
Pour a law liqour, drink a long
Then again, I never for my nigga, Digga

You know I got, navigators, so we get lost
N.O.R.E, these Queens call me the Force
At the arraignment, Out

Undertainment, for the
Fuck 'em and the judge it
And I did every
Nigga, it

Fools ever know, the ghetto's be the baddest click
Charli's Angels with Devil's Advocate
Hoes mad 'cause our pussy's got the fattest
It's some status shit, how we gon' a bitch

Under pressure, the Un her
That's a tester that's the best flirt to the best skirt
make it to networks
Like N.B.C., N.O.R.E., B'More and

we put our hands on,
Soak up a tampon, plan on
For puttin' out the hottest
shit yo, you gon' have to tell me

'Cause is hip hop, meneaja twat
And ya'll jealous What?
I'm fuckin' wit' the two hottest fellas

Aiyo Iraq, Harlem World, Philly, San
Un-shit; N.O.R.E., Charli,
Mansions, 6's, Richies, on
Cali, Houston, New York, jam on

Aiyo Iraq, Harlem World, Philly, San
Un-shit; N.O.R.E., Charli,
Atlanta, Chi-Town, V.A., on
D.C., N.C., S.C., jam on

Yo, all on the shit, N.O.R.E but we could call a chick
Head is what we all could get, biggest to the smallest
She gon' swallow all of it, Harlem gon' have a with that
After I get her pregnant, yo, we to the mall with it

Yeah nigga, you know the lie, fuck bitch
The only reason I don't kiss her is she sucked his dick
And I don't even trust, bro, fuck dat hoe
Pussy anyway, let her go

Yo niggas stay fuckin' with them grimmy chicks
On the real though, I wonder where ya'll find these
The rest is evident, I'm the type to on niggas
But if they right, I'll around and spit on niggas

And if they that hot shit, I might let 'em hit my spot quick
But they gotta pop shit
If not they gettin' drop kicked and I like 'em all
Black Jack ya'll, near 21, all others cut, cut
So be it, you see me

Aiyo Iraq, Harlem World, Philly, San
N.O.R.E., Charli, Cam'Ron
Mansions, 6's, Richies, on
Cali, Houston, New York, jam on

Iraq, Harlem World, Philly, San Juan
N.O.R.E., Charli, Cam'Ron
Atlanta, Chi-Town, V.A., on
D.C., N.C., S.C., jam on

Iraq, Harlem World, Philly, San Juan
Un-shit, N.O.R.E., Charli,
Mansions, 6's, Richies, on
Cali, Houston, New York, jam on

Aiyo Iraq, World, Philly, San Juan
Un-shit, N.O.R.E., Charli,
Atlanta, Chi-Town, V.A., on
D.C., N.C., S.C., jam on