Luyện nghe bài hát Pyrex Shakin'

Lil' Keke the Don, Lil' C the
C.M.G. fa sho

Hit licks for heavy bricks, I get it 14
from out of town, it's gon' be 19 a thang
Rock for rock, for zone
for block, getting it on till the whole thang gone

I'm a rap star, but I got for the do
Going hard with the snow, till it no mo'
Cash flow, I it cracking and stay stacking
Distribute these goods, and try to ease from jacking
My neighborhood, it like heavy metal
We raised way, so you can play it on the ghetto

I got that work nigga, but I Beatrice
Keep 17 bricks, in the mattress
H-Town, H-Town, the of dope
Got the shit channeled, with the chickens under the

get me wrong, some fly and some float
My nigga in Rico, the Gulf of Mexico
To the fat sack of do-do, me and Ke' smoke
I'm the quarterback, my receiver open
For a pass, got the on D
But shit me, I'ma throw a T.D.

I'm in the kitchen, the Pyrex shaking
I'm 'bout my game, ain't got time for the
I might be rapping, but I'm still brick
'Cause ain't no limit, to money I'll be making

I'm in the kitchen, with the Pyrex
I'm my game, ain't got time for the faking
I might be rapping, but I'm cake baking
'Cause no limit, to this money I'll be making

You know the streets end up, and I just let up
Niggaz falling out of line, man must catch up
the limo's, jacuzzi's and presidential suites
All that pretty shit, can't my hands out the streets

I do it dirty, the type of that get a nigga thirty
Birds that get the worm, are the up early
It's a hard job, to survive the mob
Staying in the limelight, without a playa getting

I got a brick hanging and it's wrapped like a
With a poisonous smell, that the dogs sniff
Airplanes and trains, mics and
It's 20 for a show, 20 for a

Rapping is beautiful, it got a young nigga
But some'ing in my blood, that keep a nigga grinding
I paid, on a regular basis
So many faces, so many what

I'm in the kitchen, the Pyrex shaking
I'm my game, ain't got time for the faking
I might be rapping, but I'm still breaking
'Cause ain't no limit, to this money I'll be

I'm in the kitchen, with the Pyrex
I'm 'bout my game, ain't got for the faking
I might be rapping, but I'm cake baking
'Cause ain't no limit, to this money I'll be

It ain't no limit to money, I'm telling you mayn the game funny
Niggaz with it, till you mention big face hundreds
Get the bricks, 'em in the train
Load 'em in the submarine, 'em in the plane

It's in the game, EA Sports
Slip and get hit bullets of all sorts
You don't play around with me do ya
Hollow tips right through ya treat you like I never knew ya

my work
And I'm always one when I do my dirt, the truth hurt
It hit you like a boomerang and back
Like dope fiends, digging for crack

Get your mind right, 'fore you fuck with
24/7, 365, shine
Ice gon' blind, don't make a mistake
And I'll do whatever it take, to make money for

I'm in the kitchen, the Pyrex shaking
I'm 'bout my game, ain't got for the faking
I might be rapping, but I'm brick breaking
'Cause ain't no limit, to money I'll be making

I'm in the kitchen, with the shaking
I'm 'bout my game, got time for the faking
I might be rapping, but I'm cake baking
'Cause no limit, to this money I'll be making

I'm in the kitchen, with the shaking
I'm 'bout my game, ain't got for the faking
I might be rapping, but I'm brick breaking
'Cause ain't no limit, to this money be making

I'm in the kitchen, the Pyrex shaking
I'm 'bout my game, ain't got for the faking