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 this right
All hoods, up
All rude

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

(Verse)
Doggy I seldom stunt, but got pell 'em stunts
Call 'em dunts, them hoes go sell them cunts
Roll hella blunts, and I'm gonna tell you once (No, No, No...)
So you should a friend, to tell a friend, to tell a bitch
Tele-a-thon, telescope, televise, can I'm rich
Cause I sell my bricks, call hoes pultry that like fish, bitch
You rockin' Dada Dot, me I keep a 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 poppas popped, top a top, the pawn
Dog, they'll be shotters shot, I shot a lot
Shot the nine, shot the rock, sure shot, for sure
But I'm secure, no security, killa keep glocks and
Plus blocks of raw, probably popped whore
But I'm not for sure, bitch wanna hop
Hit up the docks and (No, No, No...)

(T.I.)[T.I]
[I know you niggaz sick] I y'all hate this 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
crew could swindle a lame, but the gangstas ya don't fool
Young wont lose nigga (No, no, no...)
We can beef if you choose, but if you comparing the
If we ever meet in public, we gotcha for keepin' ya
your raps on the beats . . . and talkin in da interview
Cause damn...what you do nigga? (No, no, no...)
Well I you invest in vests and count 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...)
this what you niggaz wanted to get, you wanted what TIP get?
Get hit up in your stomach then get hit for ya lips
Spit each and everyone in the clip, and one in whip
Ambulence can waste a trip (Ay, you can if you want 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 head
The paper in the morning (No, no, no...)

(Jae Millz)
Yo I been spittin, gifted, been crazy flow
Wize, been attent, shit you can call me
Brethren, I don't with dopes
And you can call me anything you want, don't call me broke (No, no, no...)
Most hated, M to the izz H
Get up and one'll stretch, through your abdominal
I'm you, stop your blood clot cryin'
Stop lyin' cause theres no stop in (No, no, no...)
Picture me passing my chain, or getting by a lame
That's like runnin' up on Father Zeek, and Matches
It just dont sound right, I get your team
So don't TINK about it (No, no, no...)
you just a server shorty, I'll leave ya stun
I'm a king son, in Kingston, I dumb
Only rapper you seen walkin' 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 keep rollin' bent
And I'm stilla heavy spitter, I'm good with the pitbull
The missiles and the heavy hitters

(Jae Millz)
my peoples, N Y C
Killa, Dip Set
They know, T.I. grand
up
They who I am
Jae Millz, call me whatever, just don't me broke
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