Luyện nghe bài hát Nice

(Intro)
Ayo Earv...
Fuck is wrong with these niggas
Talkin' 'bout i a fuckin' MC...
I've been at this shit for years nigga..
Eight times nigga...
Two Bentleys..
One Lambo, and three later motherfucker, wassup!

(Verse 1)
Nah, this ain't no fuckin' Dre beat, i got this Earv Gotti
Game on his shit, i'm enemies with urr'body
cook crack, transform to Yayo
The new Suge Knight nigga, the K, yo!
I a candle like Mariah, i'm so fire
when i in the club - get low! - like Flo Rider
i'm a Pimp
you can by the limp
When i aside the twenty-six inch
You see my rims, they bigger Bow Wow
Get money, fuck bitches, what i'm about now
The Phantom - ugly, The Bentley -
The kicks still Taylor, the jacket is a Starter
I beg you pardon, nigga we can get it
If you Nas or the nigga on the Third Carter
My happy face is Kenneth Supreme
When it's goin' down, who gon' stop the Blood

(Chorus Newz)
Throw yo' up it's that gangsta shit
All the goin' crazy when they bump my shit
Go and hate on my click
Got a couple for you niggas, suck my dick
You strapped - right
Gangbangin' - Fo'
Little - That's life
Hit 'em up! - Nice!
It's that shit
All the homies goin' crazy they bump my shit

(Verse 2)
Nigga i'm'a throw back, you know that
Got swag and i'm street, the nigga hold strap
And it's the rock, right in my fuckin'
Die from my why? So i can go fuck with Pac
i go, i shoot it out with the cops
Hit one for Sean Bell, then bleed on the
Like Big did, i with toys like a big kid
got a nose, call it big tig
You are not fuckin' with Game, he
and he's boys straight outta' Compton, baby
My sixteens, it's me, you know i mean
Headin' to the airport, my flow in from Queens
Accompanied by my bitch, flyin' in the things
My shorty is a ten, thats a single dream
The life of a gangsta in is too short
So i might as find me a burb in New York

(Chorus Newz)
Throw yo' hands up that gangsta shit
All the homies goin' crazy when bump my shit
Go and hate on my click
Got a couple words for you niggas, my dick
You strapped - right
- Fo' life
Little drama - life
Hit 'em up! - Nice!
It's gangsta shit
All the homies goin' crazy when they my shit

(Verse 3)
Man you know, i dont give a fuck, and i dont a shit
any drama im locked on, like a red pit
Keep shootin' them cap guns, the red nose tips
Ask some Cali niggas come out and those strips
give fuck if you tuff nigga, or you buff nigga
My fo-five three pounds and it will snuff niggas
Hop out the truck, the guns so long
That the bullets out, and ask whats goin' on?
What the fuck can i say, i grew up a
Got sick of the Impala, so i up for Aston
I pop big shit, and i my wrist slick
my entourage shine like the District
I got a Rolex, a big Rolex
with so many rocks, the Africans are tryin'
of the block, why?
'Cause got me top five
fo' niggas better than me, nigga stop lyin'

(Chorus Newz)
Throw yo' up it's that gangsta shit
All the homies crazy when they bump my shit
Go ahead and hate on my
Got a couple words for you niggas, suck my
You - That's right
- Fo' life
Little - That's life
Hit 'em up! - Nice!
that gangsta shit
All the homies goin' crazy when they bump my

(Outro)
Newz...
Niggas better know what the they dealin' with
when they dealin' with what they fuckin' with..
You dealin' with a animal man...
tell you nigga...
Both the nigga...
You can bring John Gotti too nigga...
He'll you nigga...
I'm nigga...
I was murdered inc anything man...
Wall Street, Murder Inc man...
Before i was a Dr. Dre i was a Gotti nigga...
When i was runnin' around with P. in Atlanta..
Slappin' nigga...
Mario know what it is nigga...
Mix all up in the ??? on P Street nigga...
Been gettin' nigga...
Seven strong nigga...
Two platinum nigga...
to be three...
Ey nigga...
That's a hip-hop mnage trois, BITCH!