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, chrome at me

(Verse)
Doggy I seldom stunt, but got pell 'em stunts
Call 'em dunts, tell hoes go sell them cunts
Roll hella blunts, and I'm only gonna tell you (No, No, No...)
So you should tell a friend, to tell a friend, to a bitch
Tele-a-thon, telescope, televise, can tell I'm
Cause I sell my bricks, call hoes pultry that like fish, bitch
You rockin' 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, a knock
System in the of drops, get the mobstered mopped
Get the popped, top a top, shot the pawn
Dog, be shotters shot, I done shot a lot
the nine, shot the rock, sure shot, shot for sure
But I'm secure, no security, keep glocks and fours
Plus of raw, probably popped your 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 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 hatin then get on ya job nigga]
it until you make it nigga
If I wanted to be me as long as you wanted to be I'd 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, 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 if you choose, but if you comparing the crews
If we ever meet in public, we for keepin' ya jewels
Keep raps 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 count your
Keep smith and wessun, heckler kotch, whatever you got
Cause what I come too heavy to cock, clearing the block
Niggas beg me to 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 stomach then get hit for ya lips
Spit and everyone in the clip, and one in your whip
can waste a trip (Ay, you can come if you want to man)
Combat time, was flat lined, to back
Nigga actin' like a Nissan and Pathfinder (Sfffmmmm)
When the lead flyin' it's bed time, the lyin'
The in the morning saying (No, no, no...)

(Jae Millz)
Yo I been spittin, been gifted, been crazy
Wize, been attent, 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...)
hated, M to the izz H phenomenal
Get up and stretch, direct through your abdominal
I'm warning you, your 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 up on Father Zeek, and Matches Lane
It just dont sound right, I get your devoured
So don't even about it (No, no, no...)
you just a server shorty, I'll leave ya king
I'm a son, in Kingston, I bling dumb
Only rapper you seen walkin' icey in the
back, how real is that (No, no, no...)
No I don't wanna stop, I gotta 'em
So keep going, keep flowin'
backin' up so I'ma keep rollin' bent
And I'm stilla heavy spitter, plus I'm with the pitbull
The tech missiles and the heavy

(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, don't call me broke
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