Luyện nghe bài hát Only One Way Up

Uh Jones, uh

Now we set them presidents, to get presidents
Over the ones that are dead, we'll put guns to your
Put on your loaf like you was wonder the bread
Sheek, Zeke, rell and I got some in the feds

I contradict what ever the says
For boys on my back wit them bugs by my bed
They still thinkin' that we coppin' raw
Tryin' to put us them Rico and them Rockefeller' laws

I'm in L.A. the top down the floored
Wit a hot whore, suck my cock tell the law
And for you fagots I see past all your cheap
Nowadays I see my past from a beach chair,

And I the fellin' so relaxed and refreshin' when
A total change from movin' crack off the of the building's
Rollin' wit in the back of the jects where the killin'
In Park Ave where young Chris found
A number is all to add to body count
it boy they'll show you how that shorty bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce,

I'm the most incredible, to ever do what you cats'll never do, or be to
I'm of you, 'cause I spit like I never ate
And if I did then I'm never full
Stop the hoe jokes, I'm not a homo, believe I'll cock the 4-4
I ain't Mexican, but I'll stretch your man, yes I am a fuckin' vato

I from the pot with cocoa to the block with cocoa
To gettin' locked, catchin' a charge dealin' wit the cops with
Now I'm hot like cocoa
You can me on the block, being watched, in a drop
The same color as chocolate

I don't walked in the street, with so much raw in my
God dam, got home and had on my feet
I see the Lord when I and often He speaks
He says Juelz you better than all of creeps

So I got all my shit light, got on my shit
Not a lot of thems this nice, but the games so I gotta do shit right
So to the ball drop and the world blow up, I'm a twirl up
Until my come home, Zeke come home
believe I'm a keep on beastin' on

Where should I our pompous, a thousand wins accomplished
Known throughout the atlas, been accomplished
You'll be abolished, men, women, children
The don is the one, way beyond it

Chunky blessed on the chest, funky S when I
Thunder storm damn, monkey her fresh
But I cope wit the rain, mad I can't float my dame
Down to the coastal wit Caine, Maine, my boat is a

I land on the water, here I go again
I toast, give a toast, inhale smoke for the pain
Girls gone wild, nope, goin' insane
All doped off the fame, rope with my chain

Now thats off the chain, ma take off your
I'm 40 will off brain, kids will be lost and claimed
'Cause of James, now in the orphan game
Whether adoption or foster it's all the

Jim's the rider of riders, J R's the writer of
Juelz you him well, hell he the fire of fire
I'm the supplier, baffled the hustler
got a knife for that apple inside your jugular

The big apple, I tackle all the
Put it on the apple at the castle, come and with us
And further more, got the of raw, I deserve a tour
Hey, hey back, swallow that, thats murda' whore

In a Persian turban, swervin', suburban mergein'
Curvin', in the air, yeah, yeah I'm hurtin' y'all
See I crash and cop it, mash and mop it, a rocket
Natural born hustler, crack I stocked it

Now my drugs are legal, so just pass the
Three months sizzurp will smash the notic
We B boys in one year a quarter billion
Here come the line, I got your order children
And thats more than illin', long as the is willin'
I'm a in millions, so applaud a villain, killa