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
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, it ain't no mo'
Cash flow, I keep it and stay stacking
Distribute these goods, and try to away from jacking
My neighborhood, it rock like 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 pissy
H-Town, H-Town, the city of
Got the shit channeled, with the chickens under the

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

I'm in the kitchen, with the Pyrex
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 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 cake baking
'Cause ain't no limit, to this money be making

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

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

I got a brick hanging and it's like a gift
With a poisonous smell, that the dogs can't
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 basis
So many faces, so many what

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

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 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, 'em in the train
Load 'em in the submarine, 'em in the plane

in the game, like EA Sports
Slip and get hit with bullets of all
You don't play around with me do ya
Hollow tips shred right ya treat you like I never 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 mind right, 'fore you fuck mine
24/7, 365, I'ma
Ice blind, don't make a mistake dummy
And do whatever it take, to make money for real

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 brick
'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 time for the
I might be rapping, but I'm still 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 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 shaking
I'm my game, ain't got time for the faking