Luyện nghe bài hát Pyrex Shakin'

Lil' the Don, Lil' C the Underboss
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, zone for
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 keep it and stay stacking
Distribute goods, and try to ease away from jacking
My neighborhood, it rock like metal
We raised way, so you can play it on the ghetto

I got work nigga, but I ain't Beatrice
Keep 17 bricks, in the mattress
H-Town, H-Town, the city of
Got the channeled, with the chickens under the boat

Don't get me wrong, fly and some float
My nigga in Rico, from the Gulf of
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 knowing me, I'ma throw a T.D.

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

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

You know the streets end up, and I just let up
falling out of line, man they must catch up
'Cause the limo's, jacuzzi's and presidential
All that pretty shit, keep my hands out the streets

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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