Luyện nghe bài hát Reppin' Uptown

(sheek luciano)
Yo, I'm the nigga that when I get locked up
I don't 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)

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

[ verse 2: ]
Aiyo comes first, send it throughout the barrel
travel - until you hit the gravel
Every week's a war for sure, so I
who keep the toast close, mi amor
Audi 840, gettin for raw
And the streets come first, I can you more
Like if I you had bricks, I'd be kickin your door
I'ma rob em guess jeans and air max jogs
Only one page, you ain't for the saga
In it for the dough, flow than lava
off experience' layin low like the nigerians
Cut a cesarean

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

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