Luyện nghe bài hát Nigga Yeah Know

[intro - boo]
Yo, yo... what the fuck's on
With all you undercover-ass playa
All motha-fuckin'
My t. rock shit
What the fuck tryin' to do?
Y'all tryin' to hold us down or
Ya know what I'm sayin', you can't do that
'cause we it baby
Ya know what I'm sayin', it's all
We can see you, but you see us nigga
Me and the rockafella, t baby
Atl, memphis, the whole motha-fuckin'
And you that nigga

[t.
Can I begin the of a nigga
Tryin' to a million for eternity
In the of atlanta
Reapin', wreck an angel a grandma
But it ain't no way for me to make
my nigga t-low introduced me
To mac and the
Then no one stop me
All juice to her, I swear ?
? prophet p and me
Nigga I turned to prophet
Not a gangsta, but a getter, intellect,
Spittin' fury out my range and
Burnin' rappers like bacon
Won't you me who'll stop a playa 50 rollin' nationwide
Provin' high niggas that you
Replace his on busterous trains and camps
Watch us gauges, we snatchin' your soul
And it heaven or hell, you lames can vamp it
And you's a nigga spread a story
'bout shit that didn't happen in my lifetime
All you and phonies are on the edge
Like a man walkin' tightlines
Ever want a nigga on the grind
niggas on the rise
Sportin' a disguise, up on ya
And it matter what ? ?
Triple 6 kill clan and t. rock
Rockafella stretch a other papers
Won't you
A nigga finally up in the game
All you freaks who used to dis know you can kiss
Act like I don't know, you got to deal it
Now you burnin' niggas to a crisp
And I don't risk I'm t. r-o-c-k
Tryna pay, other tricks sleeze ways
Runnin' with gold in their mouths
And take all of goods, and not leave with no leave-way

[Project
1 - yeah know
Nigga, yeah
We clean rides
And we blowin' hella dope,

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[gangsta
Do a s.o.s.
Step on sight, the fuck you gonna do when you bleed?
I'll be comin' with the posse
Know gangsta boo
I'm 'bout the baddest bitch that you ever
How many you wanna hold me down
But like that puffy, bitch, I would not go
All the other shit that you be kickin'
When I'm pimpin', when you slip, run my front door
I be rollin' with them that's out the projects
You bet
? w-l? dub whole motha-fuckin' chest
Bet you bottom dolla, make you holla, come and hit me
It's money over bitches,
I'm the of bitch that be kickin' shit
The type of bitch that be takin' other bitches'
The type of bitch be all about a paper chip
The type of bitch that ride the triple 6

[t.
Miss steady and the crew can load clips
With lyrical ? ? ? ? the slip
boo got ? ? ? ? ? take and slap a trick down to the floor
And her swole lips

[gangsta
all good, I think I got her to a 5
Got you finally you be hypnotized
Me and my nigga t. ? ? ?
We smoked out to atlanta, live

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