Luyện nghe bài hát Reppin' Uptown

(sheek luciano)
Yo, I'm the same that when 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 ready to blow 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 love tat,
And all I see is payday, y'all niggas ain't
like you big, but I run with them kids
That'll one in your ribs, leave you under the bridge
It's a thing, and a little bit
Make niggas forget they youth, like they bulletproof
Doin deals in with dominicans
But my transporter's a bad west
I always knew I had butter, but I never it
When style be like the law, cause I get around it

[ 2: styles ]
Aiyo respect first, send it throughout the barrel
Bullets - until you hit the gravel
Every a war for sure, so I adore
Those who keep the toast close, mi
Audi 840, gettin for raw
And the streets come first, I can teach you
Like if I knew you had bricks, I'd be kickin your
I'ma rob em guess jeans and air max jogs
Only one page, you ain't ready for the
In it for the dough, flow hotter than
off experience' layin low like the nigerians
Cut a cesarean

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

[ verse 4: ]
Puff 'dro the _high times_
organized crimes
Ski disguise mine
Slid by the
Bust off like nines
Stalk, I shine, frauds jive rhymes
Get they earth took, frontin like herb shook
The book, run with thirst crooks, 8th and the 3rd look
Word look, smoke you purple hayze herb cook
Caught a pie from these on my first jook
Fuck it, yo, a bitch, gotta love it though
All I ever was knots and buck the flow
Have a mansion, dope parties with a
You how the shit goes
Fly hoes strip clothes and my