Luyện nghe bài hát Only One Way Up

Uh Jones, uh

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

blessed on the chest, funky S when I dress
Thunder damn, monkey wrenching' her fresh
But I wit the rain, mad I can't float with my dame
to the coastal wit Caine, Maine, my boat is a plane

I land on the water, I go boastin' again
I keep toast, give a toast, inhale smoke for the
gone wild, nope, they goin' insane
All off the fame, jump rope with my chain

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

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

The big apple, I tackle all the
Put it on the apple at the castle, come and fuck 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', that suburban
Curvin', herb in the air, yeah, yeah I'm hurtin'
See I and cop it, mash and mop it, blast a rocket
born hustler, yeah crack I stocked it

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