Luyện nghe bài hát Prelude To A Come Up

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

Infiltration be our daily for chasin'
the seven seas eased, clockin' much conversation
Penetration, you know we gets busy, no
Greenery, hand-picked, from my own
Feels the heat, under the
To any amigo that's tryin' to, 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 ships, faker faces got guilt
Didn't to call you late, I need a hideout till
Cool, homey, I'll bring fuckin' skunk
The homey smuggle me across in a trunk
Just like a I'm free in a land
With no fuckin' extradition treaty, I'm out,

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

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

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

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

beez the three amigos, skates with nickel plates
Under the seat and we goes coast, west coast, anybody killer
Soul Assassins the cash and smash
Who the glocks like uno and dos?
Makin' body disappear like a ghost
One time's tryin' to gaffle me, me
Tryin' to send me to the

In the nighttime, niggaz are creepin' you sleepin'
And the beat, just keeps on seepin' the street
While you peakin' I'm and greetin' the people speakin'
And leadin' the motherfuckers seekin' to catch, ruckus
Meaning you 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
Shit is real on the motherfuckin' God
Shit is real on the motherfuckin' God
is real on the motherfuckin' Hill God