Luyện nghe bài hát Recognize

Ruff, Ruff, Ruff, Ruff, Ruff, Ruff, Ruff,
Huh, Ryders
(Ryde or Die [unverified])
Don't get it twisted
(Yea, yea, yea [unverified])
Ryders
(Ta fuck I'm talking about here)

Recognize, recognize,
(Ruff Ryders)
get it twisted y'all
(Yea, yea, yea [unverified])
Recognize, recognize,
(Ruff Ryders)
get it twisted y'all
(Yea, yea, yea [unverified])

Now I know you wait to hear kiss over premier
Kill you on tape, then watch it over a
'Cause you ain't nothing but a movie with expensive
That's the reason gon' leave you with expensive bullets

Ain't non of y'all than lox
Have all of y'all up in a suit dead in a box
Me and my get redder than fox
And I don't if I love you I still want head of the drop

Niggas runnin' talkin' that Y2K shit
Crackheads'll gon' want that gray shit
why Ima always cop the yay quick
So I suggest all of y'all on jay dick

Too hard for MTV, not black for BET
let me be
Give me all my royalty
And let me greed and Ima have hoes for six and hash for

Recognize, recognize,
(Ruff Ryders)
Don't get it y'all
Recognize, recognize,
(Ruff Ryders)
L to the O to the X

Recognize, recognize,
(Ruff Ryders)
Don't get it y'all
Recognize, recognize,
(Ruff Ryders)
L O X
get it twisted y'all

Ayo, I give it to you point blankin your place
So like point break with a mask on with presidents
my space, when big Sheek crash the boards
y'all just mark niggas, y'all whole mark niggas
all that soft ass writin' might as well be in, cards

You gon' gamble with your life, when I these torpedoes
That'll shoot the out your ass [unverified] casinos
Just me and my gambino's as fuck
With a parking lot DVD in a trunk

I been most my life, don't ask me why
Through grade, I ain't go to high school
I to school high and I don't care what y'all got
That shit don't me
I'm black and deadly and my burner just me

And I'm quick to stick one of y'all on tour the sheritten
See what can be mine without, inherittin'
Give up your chains and little diamonds in your ear
Is it your family cryin' and the doctor yellin', clear?

Recognize, recognize,
(Ruff Ryders)
get it twisted y'all
Recognize, recognize,
(Ruff Ryders)
L to the O to the X

Recognize, recognize,
(Ruff Ryders)
Don't get it y'all
Recognize, recognize,
(Ruff Ryders)
L O X
Don't get it y'all

If I knew heaven had a that was sweeter than here
You know P would his bag and just leave next year
But I got a son to raise so I'ma in this hell
And I gotta gun to if you play with the L dot O dot X dot at the end
We the that's gon' leave with the pot at the end

too young to die or too old to live [unverified] to bust your gun
Go home and mold your kid, I'm ashamed I crack
But I'ma for the moment
Know the I'ma die with the omen

Two is better than one, three of the L.O.X.
Key in a pot, key in the drop, key to the top
Father, Son, and Ghost of rap
3 in a 1 a gun and usin' it dog
in a six, coke in a five, weed in a four
Ice is for my niggas but the heat is for

Recognize, recognize,
(Ruff Ryders)
Don't get it twisted
Recognize, recognize,
(Ruff Ryders)
L to the O to the X

Recognize, recognize,
(Ruff Ryders)
Don't get it y'all
Recognize, recognize,
(Ruff Ryders)
L O X
Don't get it twisted