Luyện nghe bài hát Prelude To A Come Up

Geeyeah, Soul two times, stick 'em
Geeyeah, Hill three times, come on

Infiltration be our daily operation for
the seven seas eased, clockin' much conversation
Penetration, you we gets busy, no hesitation
Greenery, hand-picked, from my own
Feels the heat, the sombrero
To any amigo tryin' to, stop the dineros
Chills with, senoritas, like
Get drunk off tequila lay low tomorrow

Follow, my flow, get the and go
Call my homey B-Rizzy in Mexico
Loose lips sink ships, faker faces got
mean to call you late, I need a hideout till
Cool, homey, I'll some fuckin' skunk
The homey smuggle me lines in a trunk
like a bird I'm free in a land
With no extradition treaty, I'm out, geyeah

Shit is on the motherfuckin' Hill God
is real on the motherfuckin' Hill God
With the crew from off the

killin' the Phillie now can you feel me from the
Soul Assassin committee, the niggaz never thrill me
You silly bitches respect, neglect money
You funny or broke, it's a joke, your nose is runny
Got my man, Mr. Rocho kickin' the vocals
From the Eastside, where it's loco the poco

From the two G's, the leaves of cheese, makin' the bacon
You hear it sizzle got your hands ready for the
the pigs, raiding my crib, I'm mad lib
And I live and I'm givin' the message droppin' the lesson
Flippin' shit, and I'm keepin' 'em guessin' all stressin'
Hit the lullaby, no confession, we in

Shit is real on the Hill God
Shit is real on the motherfuckin' God
is real on the motherfuckin' Hill God
Shit is on the motherfuckin' Hill God
With the crew from off the

We's beez the three amigos, skates with plates
Under the seat and we east coast, west coast, anybody killer
Soul gets the cash and smash
Who spits the glocks like uno and
Makin' your body disappear a ghost
One time's tryin' to gaffle me, me
Tryin' to send me to the

In the nighttime, niggaz are you fuckin' sleepin'
And the beat, just keeps on seepin' into the
While you I'm meetin' and greetin' the people speakin'
And leadin' the who's seekin' to catch, ruckus
you suckers no luckers overdub us, nut hug us
You love us, you can't stop, mad audio hustlers

Shit is real on the Hill God
Shit is on the motherfuckin' Hill God
is real on the motherfuckin' Hill God
Shit is real on the motherfuckin' God
Shit is real on the Hill God