Luyện nghe bài hát Reppin' Uptown

(sheek luciano)
Yo, I'm the same nigga that I get locked up
I call no nigga to bail me out
(jadakiss)
(mcgruff)
Yo, let me sit for a while, man
(ty)
I get acquainted with niggas
I'm to blow niggas down for the jack
(uptown)

(yonkers
Harlem)

[ 1: jadakiss ]
Yo, it wouldn't be to play this guy
But say you tried, it'd be the day you die
I'm jay to the - mmpfaah, callin ya on tat, baby
And all I see is payday, y'all niggas crazy
Frontin like you big, but I run them kids
That'll one in your ribs, leave you under the bridge
It's a thing, and a little bit
Make niggas forget about they youth, like bulletproof
Doin deals in benegans dominicans
But my a bad west indian
I knew I had butter, but I never found it
your style be like the law, cause I get around it

[ 2: styles ]
Aiyo respect comes first, send it the barrel
travel - until you hit the gravel
Every week's a war for sure, so I
Those who keep the close, mi amor
840, gettin floored for raw
And the streets first, I can teach you more
if I knew you had bricks, I'd be kickin your door
I'ma rob em with jeans and air max jogs
Only one page, you ain't ready for the
In it for the dough, hotter than lava
'livin off layin low like the nigerians
Cut a cesarean

[ verse 3: ]
Yo, if I can't afford ? ? ? , how you figure I write a rhyme?
Or do crime and hustle and still struggle at the same
Stay wonderin the next time we might eat
We pack heat and run from police like a track
I'm tryin to the cheddar to make my life better
Rock gucci sweaters, push beamers the headers
But right now ain't nothin lavish for my
In and out of jail for the past 2
I even seen a get stripped naked in sing-sing
to be a thug, but in jail he's somebody thing-thing
I ain't tryin to look jiggy when I'm runnin from piggy
fancy niggas get extorted kinda quickly in the city

[ 4: mcgruff ]
Puff 'dro from the times_
Committin crimes
Ski mask disguise
Slid by the
off like fire nines
Stalk, I shine, frauds talkin rhymes
Get they took, nigga frontin like herb shook
The dirt book, run thirst crooks, 8th and the 3rd look
Word look, smoke you like purple hayze cook
Caught a pie from oyeys on my first jook
Fuck it, yo, a bitch, gotta love it though
All I ever wanted was knots and the flow
Have a mansion, dope with a tubble-mo
You how the shit goes
Fly strip clothes and my kitkos