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 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 some 'em stunts
Call 'em dunts, tell them go sell them cunts
Roll hella blunts, and I'm only 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 tell I'm
Cause I sell my bricks, call pultry that smell like fish, bitch
You rockin' Dada Dot, me I keep a 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 popped, top a top, shot the pawn
Dog, they'll be shot, I done shot a lot
Shot the nine, shot the rock, sure shot, shot for
But I'm secure, no security, keep glocks and fours
Plus blocks of raw, probably popped 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 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 as you wanted to be I'd hate me too nigga, you know,
King of da Muhfuckin' Nigga, if ya don't like it:
YA SELF!

(Verse)
It's your decision, we can do it 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 pimpin' wont 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 your on the beats . . . and talkin in da interview
Cause damn...what you do nigga? (No, no, no...)
Well I suggest you invest in and count your blessings
Keep that smith and wessun, kotch, whatever you got
Cause what I come with too heavy to cock, the block
Niggas beg me to 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 ya lips
each and everyone in the clip, and one in your whip
Ambulence can waste a trip (Ay, you can if you want to man)
time, was flat lined, to back grime
Nigga runnin' actin' 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, 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...)
hated, M to the izz H phenomenal
Get up and one'll stretch, direct your abdominal
I'm warning you, your blood clot cryin'
Stop cause theres no stop in dyin' (No, no, no...)
Picture me my chain, or getting smacked by a lame
That's runnin' up on Father Zeek, and Matches Lane
It just dont sound right, I get your devoured
So don't even TINK it (No, no, no...)
you just a shorty, I'll leave ya king stun
I'm a king son, in Kingston, I bling
Only 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 bent
And I'm stilla heavy spitter, plus I'm 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, me whatever, just don't call me broke
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