Luyện nghe bài hát No, No, No Remix

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

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

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

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

(T.I.)[T.I]
[I know you niggaz sick] I know 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 it nigga
If I wanted to be me as long as you wanted to be I'd me too nigga, you know,
of da Muhfuckin' South Nigga, if ya don't like it:
YA SELF!

(Verse)
It's decision, we can do it however you want to
Fight or it out, look the choices is on you
Your crew could swindle a lame, but the gangstas ya don't
Young pimpin' lose nigga (No, no, no...)
We can if you choose, but if you comparing the crews
If we meet in public, we gotcha for keepin' ya jewels
Keep your 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 that smith and wessun, heckler kotch, you got
Cause what I with too heavy to cock, clearing the block
beg me to stop and i'm like (No, no, no...)
Ain't this what you niggaz wanted to get, you what TIP get?
Get hit up in your stomach then get hit for runnin' ya
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 it's bed time, the head lyin'
The paper in the morning (No, no, no...)

(Jae Millz)
Yo I been spittin, gifted, been crazy flow
Wize, attent, shit you can call me Benjamin
Brethren, I ball with dopes
And you can call me anything you want, just don't me broke (No, no, no...)
Most hated, M to the izz H
Get up and one'll stretch, direct through your
I'm warning you, stop your clot cryin'
Stop lyin' cause theres no stop in (No, no, no...)
me passing my chain, or getting smacked by a lame
That's like runnin' up on Father Zeek, and Lane
It just dont sound right, I get team devoured
So even TINK about it (No, no, no...)
you just a server shorty, I'll ya king stun
I'm a king son, in Kingston, I dumb
Only rapper you seen walkin' in the terrordome
back, how real is that (No, no, no...)
No I don't stop, I gotta 'em sick
So keep going, keep flowin'
Benz backin' up so I'ma keep 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. hustle
up
They who I am
Jae Millz, call me whatever, just call me broke
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