Luyện nghe bài hát No, No, No Remix

No, No, No (Remix)
Jae Millz, Cam'ron, T.I

(Jae Millz)
Yea . . . you know we had to do right here
All hoods, up
All bwoys

(Cam'Ron)
the remix, Killa, Dip Set
Harlem, mo say, holla at me

(Verse)
I seldom stunt, but got some pell 'em stunts
Call 'em dunts, them hoes go sell them cunts
Roll hella blunts, and I'm only tell you once (No, No, No...)
So you tell a friend, to tell a friend, to tell a bitch
Tele-a-thon, telescope, televise, can tell I'm
Cause I sell my bricks, call hoes pultry that smell like fish,
You Dada Dot, me I keep a Prada box
Ak', rock the rocks, now I got the rock of Roc's (Minimum)
And I cop a top, ak chop a glock, suede, beige, knock a
in the drop of drops, get the mobstered mopped
Get the popped, top a top, shot the pawn
Dog, they'll be shotters shot, I shot a lot
Shot the nine, shot the rock, sure shot, shot for
But I'm secure, no security, killa glocks and fours
Plus blocks of raw, probably popped whore
But I'm not for sure, bitch wanna hop
Hit up the and shores (No, No, No...)

(T.I.)[T.I]
[I know you niggaz sick] I know y'all hate shit here man,[I know you niggaz sick now ]I know they hate this pimp [Throw up nigga]AY, Iknow these ho niggas hate to see the real niggaz on top ya know wha' i'm sayin [iffya hatin then get on ya job nigga]
Fake it until you make it
If I wanted to be me as as you wanted to be I'd hate me too nigga, you know,
King of da Muhfuckin' South Nigga, if ya don't it:
YA SELF!

(Verse)
It's decision, we can do it however you want to
Fight or shoot it out, look the is on you
Your could swindle a lame, but the gangstas ya don't fool
Young pimpin' wont nigga (No, no, no...)
We can beef if you choose, but if you comparing the
If we ever in public, we gotcha for keepin' ya jewels
Keep your on the beats . . . and talkin in da interview
Cause damn...what you wanna do (No, no, no...)
Well I suggest you invest in vests and your blessings
Keep smith and wessun, heckler kotch, whatever you got
Cause I come with too heavy to cock, clearing the block
Niggas beg me to and i'm like (No, no, no...)
Ain't what you niggaz wanted to get, you wanted what TIP get?
Get hit up in your then get hit for runnin' ya lips
Spit each and everyone in the clip, and one in whip
Ambulence can waste a trip (Ay, you can come if you to man)
Combat time, was lined, to back grime
Nigga runnin' actin' like a Nissan and (Sfffmmmm)
When the lead flyin' it's bed time, the lyin'
The paper in the saying (No, no, no...)

(Jae Millz)
Yo I been spittin, been gifted, been crazy
Wize, been attent, shit you can me Benjamin
Brethren, I ball with dopes
And you can call me you want, just don't call me broke (No, no, no...)
hated, M to the izz H phenomenal
Get up and one'll stretch, through your abdominal
I'm you, stop your blood clot cryin'
Stop lyin' cause theres no in dyin' (No, no, no...)
me passing my chain, or getting smacked by a lame
That's runnin' up on Father Zeek, and Matches Lane
It just dont right, I get your team devoured
So don't even TINK it (No, no, no...)
you just a shorty, I'll leave ya king stun
I'm a king son, in Kingston, I dumb
Only you seen walkin' icey in the terrordome
Holla back, how real is (No, no, no...)
No I don't stop, I gotta 'em sick
So I'mma going, keep flowin'
Benz backin' up so I'ma keep bent
And I'm stilla heavy spitter, plus I'm good with the
The tech missiles and the hitters

(Jae Millz)
my peoples, N Y C
Killa, Dip Set
They know, T.I. hustle
up
They who I am
Jae Millz, call me whatever, just call me broke
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