Luyện nghe bài hát Nigga Yeah Know

[intro - boo]
Yo, yo... what the goin' on
With all you undercover-ass playa
All snitch
My t. rock shit
What the y'all tryin' to do?
Y'all tryin' to hold us or somethin'?
Ya know what I'm sayin', you niggas do that
we 'bout it baby
Ya know what I'm sayin', all good
We can see you, but you see us nigga
Me and the rockafella, t rock
Atl, memphis, the whole south
And you know that

[t.
Can I the story of a nigga
to make a million for eternity
In the of atlanta
Reapin', an angel from a grandma
But it ain't no way for me to make
'til my nigga t-low 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' out my range and ride
Burnin' rappers like fried
Won't you tell me who'll stop a 50 rollin' nationwide
Provin' niggas that you anxious
Replace his thang on busterous trains and
Watch us from gauges, we your soul
And vote it or hell, you lames can vamp it
And you's a nigga spread a story
'bout some shit didn't happen in my lifetime
All you fakers and phonies are on the
Like a superstar man walkin'
Ever want a nigga on the white
Nationwide niggas on the
Sportin' a disguise, up on ya
And it don't what ? ?
Triple 6 kill like and t. rock
Rockafella a million other papers
Won't you
A nigga finally came up in the
All you freaks who to dis know what you can kiss
Act like I know, you got to deal it straight
Now you burnin' niggas to a crisp
And I don't 'cause I'm t. r-o-c-k
Tryna reap pay, other tricks ways
Runnin' hoochies gold in their mouths
And take all of their goods, and not with no leave-way

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

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[gangsta
Do a s.o.s.
on sight, what the fuck you gonna do when you bleed?
I'll be comin' the prophet posse
Know that boo
I'm 'bout the baddest that you ever seen
How times 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', when you slip, run my front door
I be rollin' with them niggas that's out the
You bet
? w-l? dub whole motha-fuckin' chest
Bet you bottom dolla, make you holla, wanna and hit me
money over bitches, yeah
I'm the type of bitch that be kickin'
The type of bitch that be takin' other bitches'
The of bitch that be all about a paper chip
The type of bitch ride with the triple 6

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

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

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