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 pell 'em
Call 'em dunts, tell them hoes go sell cunts
Roll hella blunts, and I'm gonna 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 I'm rich
Cause I sell my bricks, call hoes pultry smell 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 a glock, suede, beige, knock a knock
System in the of drops, get the mobstered mopped
Get the poppas popped, top a top, shot the
Dog, they'll be shotters shot, I done 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, probably your whore
But I'm not for sure, wanna hop aboard
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 to see the real niggaz on top ya know wha' i'm sayin [iffya hatin then get on ya job nigga]
it until you make it nigga
If I wanted to be me as long as you to be I'd hate me too nigga, you know,
of da Muhfuckin' South Nigga, if ya don't like it:
YA SELF!

(Verse)
It's your decision, we can do it however you to
or shoot it out, look the choices is on you
Your crew could swindle a lame, but the gangstas ya fool
pimpin' wont lose nigga (No, no, no...)
We can if you choose, but if you comparing the crews
If we ever meet in public, we gotcha for ya jewels
Keep your raps on the . . . and talkin in da interview
Cause damn...what you wanna do (No, no, no...)
Well I suggest you invest in and count your blessings
Keep smith and wessun, heckler kotch, whatever you got
Cause what I come with too heavy to cock, clearing the
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 get hit for runnin' ya lips
Spit each and 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 runnin' like a Nissan and Pathfinder (Sfffmmmm)
When the lead it's bed time, the head lyin'
The paper in the saying (No, no, no...)

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

(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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