Luyện nghe bài hát Road Dawgs

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

First Lady, it out, uh yo
Don't me nigga watch my bitches
Yeah, yeah, that's the clique
Nigga don't me better watch my bitches

I stay sick
[unverified] flow like liquid shit
Harder the dick get
Nigga flew his whole clan just to get

One nigga fiend for the clit lick
Don't 'em nothing but a quick fix
Me and money makers be the first and
Do the dirt and

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

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

You more?
See me in the top it's on
Peach color pony head
Player instinct, from my dogs

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Crush shit before I even shit
Wit the princess and shit
My niggas, for me
Haters, make you you can fuck wit' me

This rap shit is like to me
Nigga, a fix leave it up to me
All Is Legal
Roca know how we do

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

niggas can't handle me
So I strictly fuck family
Sports to death, ask
I only deal wit a high class 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 of V studs

I be no pre-nups
Still up wit the SE what
down, seats back
Can't catch me wit' a sweet

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

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

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

I 'em like this
to many mother fuckers bad as me
Bust at a nigga wit' a
Or a nine a tragedy

When it cause catastrophes, actually 'cause you to bleed
Fuck up anything you breathe, the weed
If a nigga to step outta line, I'm a gradually
Fill his anatomy wit' bullet in his behind

I happen to be the of bitch
Get a grudge I budge and shit
And look at what I did in as a kid
Wit' and pents

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

Niggas continuously me beats to choke on
Tryna get a on
High, 'cause I to get it
you can never see me coming the Devil's Advocate

Material hoe, keeping dropping they draws
And fiending for
Surrounded wit', diamonds around the
Cruise the town in my six, bruising them every I hit

And I tryna quit
If I do, you can find another to fill my shoes
I prove you can't this
to and lose

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

And guess what the say?
B R A T was here and got paid all year
In a way, fuck what 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 ladies in this
Who hold niggas space
he locked up, throw ya baby glocks up
(Owh)