Luyện nghe bài hát Nigga Yeah Know

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

[t.
Can I begin the of a nigga
Tryin' to a million for eternity
In the city of
Reapin', wreck an from a grandma
But it no way for me to make green
'til my nigga t-low me
To mac and the
Then no one could me
All that juice to her, I ?
? p and recruited me
Nigga I to prophet posse
Not a gangsta, but a getter, intellect,
Spittin' out my range and ride
Burnin' rappers bacon fried
Won't you tell me who'll stop a playa 50 rollin'
Provin' high niggas that you
Replace his on busterous trains and camps
Watch us from gauges, we snatchin' soul
And vote it heaven or hell, you lames can it
And you's a nigga spread a story
'bout some shit that didn't in my lifetime
All you fakers and phonies are on the
Like a man walkin' tightlines
Ever a nigga on the white grind
Nationwide niggas on the
a disguise, creep up on ya
And it don't what ? ?
Triple 6 kill like clan and t.
stretch a million other papers
Won't you
A finally came up in the game
All you freaks who used to dis know what you can
Act I don't know, you got to deal it straight
Now you burnin' down to a crisp
And I don't risk 'cause I'm t.
Tryna reap pay, other tricks sleeze
Runnin' hoochies with gold in mouths
And all of their goods, and not leave with no leave-way

[Project
1 - nigga yeah
Nigga, know
We rollin' clean
And we blowin' dope, nigga

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[gangsta
Do a s.o.s.
Step on sight, what the fuck you do when you bleed?
I'll be comin' with the posse
that gangsta boo
I'm 'bout the bitch that you ever seen
How many you wanna hold me down
But like that named puffy, bitch, I not go
All the other stupid that you be kickin'
When I'm pimpin', you slip, run into my front door
I be rollin' with them niggas 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 type of that be kickin' shit
The type of bitch that be takin' other dick
The type of that be all about a paper chip
The type of bitch that with the triple 6

[t.
steady and the rockafella crew can load clips
With lyrical ? ? ? ? the whole
Gangsta boo got ? ? ? ? ? take and slap a trick down to the
And give her swole

[gangsta
It's all good, I I got her to a 5
Got you finally realizin' you be
Me and my t. rock ? ? ?
We smoked out straight to atlanta,

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