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 bwoys

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

(Verse)
Doggy I seldom stunt, but got some 'em stunts
Call 'em dunts, tell them go sell them cunts
Roll hella blunts, and I'm only gonna tell you (No, No, No...)
So you should tell a friend, to 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 rockin' Dada Dot, me I a Prada box
Ak', rock the rocks, now I got the rock of Roc's (Minimum)
And I cop a top, ak a glock, suede, beige, knock a knock
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
the nine, shot the rock, sure shot, shot for sure
But I'm secure, no security, keep glocks 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, Iknow these ho niggas hate to see the real niggaz on top ya know wha' i'm sayin [iffya 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 your decision, we can do it however you to
Fight or shoot it out, 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 beef if you choose, but if you comparing the
If we ever meet in public, we gotcha for ya jewels
Keep raps on the beats . . . and talkin in da interview
Cause damn...what you wanna do (No, no, no...)
I suggest you invest in vests and count your blessings
Keep smith and wessun, heckler kotch, whatever you got
Cause what I come with too heavy to cock, the block
beg me to stop and i'm like (No, no, no...)
Ain't this what you niggaz to get, you wanted what TIP get?
Get hit up in your then get hit for runnin' ya lips
Spit and everyone in the clip, and one in your whip
Ambulence can waste a trip (Ay, you can come if you to man)
Combat time, was flat lined, to grime
Nigga actin' like a Nissan and Pathfinder (Sfffmmmm)
When the lead flyin' bed time, the head lyin'
The paper in the morning (No, no, no...)

(Jae Millz)
Yo I been spittin, gifted, been crazy flow
Wize, been attent, you can call me Benjamin
Brethren, I ball with dopes
And you can call me anything you want, just don't call me (No, no, no...)
hated, M to the izz H phenomenal
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 passing my chain, or getting smacked by a
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 bling
Only rapper you seen walkin' icey in the
Holla back, how real is (No, no, no...)
No I don't stop, I gotta 'em sick
So keep going, keep flowin'
Benz up so I'ma 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. hustle
up
They who I am
Jae Millz, call me whatever, just don't me broke
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