Luyện nghe bài hát No Other

Yeah, it do
Haha, heh, already,
Listen man, my niqqa
We got this
Ey, ey, i tried them
Yeah, Cash Money Millionaire, ya
I Can't Feel My
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, go
Let's go, let's go, haa, i them
Shoutout to Bun B,

1
Yeah, straight up D-Boy, 17th
Katrina turned my city to a seesaw
I keep for them corners like Lyor
They gon' either me or he all
them bitches like a sequel
Punk, put a in your back, they called it Igor
What, shit is hard, any yard where we are
We call that cocaine rice, i got that
Huh, you fuck with me chump, i rock your
I say before you spend a boy, put up the re-up
Yep, get up cuz we up, up and knee up
In the game, put up and up, i hit your head up or go bang
and the Birdman J, Lil Wayne
Here to hang, words here to stay, feel my pain
Fireman, i spark and i rain, i hark through the
Yeah, all for the change, yeah, it insane
But im a hustler to the
And them new drop Bentley's look like pussy in the
So im fuckin' that, huggin that block like im lovin'
Never sell a crumb where my at, run with that
You can come at me for beef and shots with that
Your bitch come at me for wood and im the
I in that Similac Maybach, shades black
Lookin' like im tryna yay back, asap
Give it to em raw, no ajax, taste
Huh, around and make your face crack
I know niggaz shoot dope, arms lookin' like a racetrack
Nigga a vein in his neck, his whole face fat
You can't take that, well i take back
Where i come from so i learned how to that
Yeah, that straight to a G stack
Stack up my cheese, now im screamin "where the at"

I Can't Feel My
I really don't think they for this

2
I'm from block one, five-one, my young
Niggaz on the rise to get a name, try them
Wayne, i fell your and i see your stress
How they your people 'posed to get through Katrina off of FEMA checks
in a Pyrex, dope and the ice, yes
Mind on the highway, road signs, right,
And that's the mind-state of growin' up
Still they wonder why the crime goin up, throw it up
Eastside, Westside, Southside,
Fuck with my money, i guys, off guys
Hire men, fire men, send em to a man (there he go)
Torture em, grip, pliers man
turn to tin foil when they see the iron man
Pressure bust pipes, i it and
Move like a lion the jungle (yes)
There is none higher than me, don't slip up and up in the lion bend
Big body Benz eyein' man, higher
A that flight-attend or air force flyer man
Bad bitches, i fly em and em
em back home hyped, feelin' like they on nitrogen
Just call me the Piper man
Still get the coke the pipeline then off to the piper stem
And im still paper back in rubber bands
I still got bags comin' in
I still got that mattress with the paper bags it
Comic books, Playboy baby mag it
Still, i got ties with my guys who don't speak no English
Them vatos, they got cheapest
Got no card, got no visas and got those Pablo features
They drop off then up, i pick up then drop off
The off was picked up and then what, i get it