Luyện nghe bài hát Pyrex Shakin'

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

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

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 rock like heavy
We that way, so you can play it on the ghetto

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

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

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

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 still cake
'Cause no limit, to this money I'll be making

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

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

I got a brick and it's wrapped like a gift
With a poisonous smell, the dogs can't sniff
Airplanes and trains, mics and
It's 20 for a show, 20 for a

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

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

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

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

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

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

Get your mind right, 'fore you fuck mine
24/7, 365, shine
Ice gon' blind, make a mistake dummy
And I'll do whatever it take, to make money for

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 this money be making

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

I'm in the kitchen, with the Pyrex
I'm 'bout my game, ain't got time for the