Luyện nghe bài hát Prelude To A Come Up

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

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

Follow, my flow, get the and go
Call my homey in Mexico City
Loose lips sink ships, faker got guilt
Didn't to call you late, I need a hideout till
Cool, homey, I'll bring some fuckin'
The smuggle me across lines in a trunk
like a bird I'm free in a land
With no extradition treaty, I'm out, geyeah

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

B-Really killin' the Phillie now can you me from the
Soul Assassin committee, the shitty niggaz never me
You silly bitches respect, neglect money
You funny or broke, think it's a joke, nose is runny
Got my main man, Mr. Rocho the vocals
the Eastside, where it's loco sellin' the poco

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

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

We's beez the three amigos, with nickel plates
the seat and we goes east coast, west coast, anybody killer
Soul Assassins gets the and smash
Who spits the glocks uno and dos?
Makin' your body disappear like a
One time's tryin' to me, harassin' me
Tryin' to me to the penitentiary

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

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