Luyện nghe bài hát Pyrex Shakin'

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

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

I'm a rap star, but I got for the do
Going hard the snow, till it ain't no mo'
Cash flow, I keep it cracking and stacking
Distribute goods, and try to ease away from jacking
My neighborhood, it rock heavy metal
We raised way, so you can play it on the ghetto

I got that work nigga, but I Beatrice
17 bricks, in the pissy mattress
H-Town, H-Town, the city of
Got the channeled, with the chickens under the boat

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

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 still breaking
'Cause ain't no limit, to this money I'll be

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

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

I do it dirty, the type of work that get a thirty
Birds that get the worm, are the ones up
It's a hard job, trying to the mob
Staying in the limelight, without a getting robbed

I got a brick hanging and wrapped like a gift
With a poisonous smell, that the dogs sniff
Airplanes and trains, mics and
20 for a show, 20 for a thang

Rapping is beautiful, it got a nigga shining
But some'ing in my blood, that just keep a nigga
I get's paid, on a regular
So many faces, so places what

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

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

It's in the game, EA Sports
Slip and get hit with of all sorts
You don't wanna play with me do ya
Hollow tips shred right through ya treat you like I knew ya

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

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

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 still breaking
ain't no limit, to this money I'll be making

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

I'm in the kitchen, the Pyrex shaking
I'm 'bout my game, got time 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 Pyrex
I'm 'bout my game, got time for the faking