Luyện nghe bài hát Road Dawgs

DJ
(Jay-Z)
New
(Uh, huh, it out now)
Dawgs
Amil, Eve, Da
(Amillion, E-V-E)

First Lady, it out, uh yo
Don't watch me watch my bitches
Yeah, yeah, Roc-A-Fella the clique
Nigga don't watch me better watch my

I sick wit'
Each [unverified] like liquid shit
than the dick get
Nigga his whole clan just to get wit'

One touch nigga fiend for the clit
Don't leave 'em nothing but a fix
Me and money be the first pick and
Do the quick and

Sexy thug keep get me make my toes twitch
Only fuck wit' the raw you should know
Ruff Ryde, but you scared of the
Scheme for cream, me and

Carry rockets in my pockets, step back
Put holes in ya you can bet that, hustle for the dollar
Eve, like to cut you, you holler
Play cuts for bucks and 'em pile up

You more?
See me in the drop top on
Peach color head course
Player instinct, learned from my

ya money baby, I'ma take you to the mall
And I buy you small
Maybe negligence
Cartier, came fast in things

What I to survive is a peace of the pie, feel me
E V E,
Taking the shit, it mine
Big niggas in the game that'll let us

Put me up against I shine
Taking my for this line for line
Mad thugs wit' yours crime for crime
bitches keeping it raw, about time

Where my hoes in this
Who hold they down
Who roll hard, y'all my dawgs
(Hey)

my ladies in this place
Who hold they space
When he locked up, throw ya glocks up
(Owh)

Where my hoes in this
Who hold they down
Who roll hard, y'all my dawgs
(Hey)

Where my ladies in this
Who they niggas space
When he locked up, ya baby glocks up
(Owh)

shit before I even touch shit
Wit the cuts and shit
My niggas, for me
Haters, make you think you can wit' me

This rap shit is like to me
Nigga, need a fix it up to me
All Is Legal
y'all know how we do

First class, all out
Or, all sexed out
Got the cash, be out
Bitch only do joints wit the best out

Most can't handle me
So I strictly fuck wit'
Sports to death, ask
Don't I only deal wit a high nigga?

It's a turn off if my cash
Don't me, blame my last nigga
fucker kept me laced from the feet up
Started off wit a pair of V

I be no pre-nups
ended up wit the SE what
Windows down, back
Can't me wit' a sweet track

Co-writers need that 99 and I still ain't meet my match
Feel me huh? New and Philly huh?
The only ones that had a
Was the ones the cash advance

Where my hoes in this
Who hold they niggas
Who hard, y'all my road dawgs
(Hey)

Where my ladies in place
Who they niggas space
he locked up, throw ya baby glocks up
(Owh)

I tell 'em like
Ain't to mother fuckers bad as me
Bust at a wit' a rhyme
Or a nine a tragedy

it cause catastrophes, will actually 'cause you to bleed
Fuck up you breathe, pass the weed
If a nigga proceed to outta line, I'm a gradually
Fill his anatomy wit' holes in his behind

I to be the type of bitch
Get a grudge I don't budge and
And at what I did in life as a kid
Wit' thugs and

Now I got the knowledge of a college fucker
Wit' a
At any degree my get, boiling hot to freezing
When I release, you can see the reason, I'm so

Niggas continuously rolling me to choke on
get a smoke on
High, I have to get it
When you can never see me coming the Devil's

hoe, keeping niggas dropping they draws
And fiending for
Surrounded wit', around the wrist
Cruise the town in my six, bruising them time I hit

And I ain't tryna
If I do, you can never find another to fill my
I prove you duplicate this
to and lose

This little nigga been rocking the basement since I was two
Pick up the pace quick, why worry a replacement?
When I stepped in came wit' my in the pavement
Leave in amazement

And what the ingravement say?
Capital B R A T was and got paid all year
In a major way, fuck the haters, fuck the tabloids
I on niggas, who try to steal my joy

Where my hoes in this
Who hold niggas down
Who roll hard, my road dawgs
(Hey)

Where my in this place
Who hold niggas space
When he locked up, ya baby glocks up
(Owh)