Luyện nghe bài hát Prelude To A Come Up

Geeyeah, Assassins two times, stick 'em
Geeyeah, Cypress three times, come on

Infiltration be our operation for chasin'
the seven seas eased, clockin' much conversation
Penetration, you know we busy, no hesitation
Greenery, hand-picked, from my own
Feels the heat, under the
To any that's tryin' to, stop the dineros
with, senoritas, like Charro
Get drunk off tequila lay low till

Follow, my flow, get the and go
Call my homey B-Rizzy in Mexico
Loose lips ships, faker faces got guilt
Didn't mean to call you late, I need a till
Cool, homey, I'll bring fuckin' skunk
The homey smuggle me across in a trunk
Just like a bird I'm free in a
With no fuckin' extradition treaty, I'm out,

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

B-Really the Phillie now can you feel me from the
Soul Assassin committee, the shitty niggaz never me
You silly bitches never respect, money
You funny or broke, think it's a joke, your is runny
Got my main man, Mr. Rocho kickin' the
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
Evading the pigs, my crib, I'm mad lib
And I wanna live and I'm givin' the message droppin' the
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 on the motherfuckin' Hill God
is real on the motherfuckin' Hill God
Shit is on the motherfuckin' Hill God
With the crew from off the

beez the three amigos, skates with nickel plates
Under the seat and we goes east coast, coast, anybody killer
Assassins gets the cash and smash
Who spits the like uno and dos?
Makin' body disappear like a ghost
One time's to gaffle me, harassin' me
to send me to the penitentiary

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

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