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 rude

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

(Verse)
Doggy I seldom stunt, but got some pell 'em
Call 'em dunts, tell them hoes go sell cunts
Roll hella blunts, and I'm only 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 tell I'm
Cause I my bricks, call 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 rock of (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, shot the
Dog, they'll be shot, I done shot a lot
the nine, shot the rock, sure shot, shot for sure
But I'm secure, no security, killa keep and fours
Plus blocks of raw, popped your 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 know y'all hate this shit here man,[I know you niggaz sick now ]I know they hate this pimp [Throw up nigga]AY, 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 you make 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' wont nigga (No, no, no...)
We can beef if you choose, but if you the crews
If we ever meet in public, we gotcha for keepin' ya
Keep your raps on the . . . and talkin in da interview
damn...what you wanna do nigga? (No, no, no...)
Well I suggest you invest in and count your blessings
Keep that and wessun, heckler kotch, whatever you got
Cause what I come with too 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 wanted what TIP
Get hit up in your stomach then get hit for runnin' ya
each and everyone in the clip, and one in your whip
Ambulence can waste a trip (Ay, you can if you want to man)
Combat time, was flat lined, to grime
Nigga runnin' actin' like a and Pathfinder (Sfffmmmm)
the lead flyin' it's bed time, the head lyin'
The paper in the saying (No, no, no...)

(Jae Millz)
Yo I been spittin, gifted, been crazy flow
Wize, been attent, you can call me Benjamin
Brethren, I don't ball with
And you can call me you want, just don't call 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 blood clot cryin'
lyin' cause theres no stop in dyin' (No, no, no...)
Picture me my chain, or getting smacked by a lame
That's like runnin' up on Zeek, and Matches Lane
It just dont right, I get your team devoured
So even TINK about it (No, no, no...)
you a server shorty, I'll leave ya king stun
I'm a king son, in Kingston, I bling
rapper you seen walkin' icey in the terrordome
Holla back, how is that (No, no, no...)
No I don't wanna stop, I gotta 'em
So I'mma keep going, keep
Benz backin' up so I'ma keep rollin'
And I'm stilla heavy spitter, I'm good with the pitbull
The tech 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, me whatever, just don't call me broke
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