Luyện nghe bài hát New Shit

I spit hits like a jukebox, thugged out like 2Pac
Everytime something new drop, G shit not hip-hop
I speak for those who rip glocks, and leave these haters locked
My underground sell mo' than your, real ship out
My underground sell mo' than your, album ship out
My underground sell mo' than your, album ship out
Slow down or up, I'll make you bob your head up
Hustle till you fed up, you stack your bread up
Falling off never see, Slim got long jeopardy
Real hits what you get me, me and Watts like family
And I be damned if we can't do our job, and you bob
I'm signing c.d.'s for you, niece and your Uncle Rob
Saying stay down, jam everything we lay
If I can't to your town, I'll send this shit through Greyhound

send this shit through
send this shit Greyhound

Got boys from Kansas, hollin' bout how jam this
From Germany to Japan, can't understand this
This ain't no local shit, we bitch
Got Swishahouse and Hogg, in your ride trick
They wanna drop us, and stack a knot like us
Can't pay they with they skills, so they copy us
Some trendsetters, some
Use to be but shit, now they bootleggers

Now they-now bootleggers
Now they-now bootleggers