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 watch me nigga watch my
Yeah, yeah, that's the clique
Nigga don't watch me better watch my

I stay wit'
Each [unverified] flow like shit
Harder the dick get
Nigga flew his whole just to get wit'

One touch nigga fiend for the lick
Don't leave 'em but a quick fix
Me and money makers be the first and
Do the quick and

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

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

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

Save ya money baby, take you to the mall
And I buy you something
Maybe something
Cartier, fast in small 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 that'll let us find

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

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

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

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

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

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

This rap shit is like to me
Nigga, a fix leave it up to me
All Money Is
Roca y'all how we do

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

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

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

I be wifey no
ended up wit the SE what
Windows down, seats
Can't catch me wit' a sweet

Co-writers don't need that 99 and I ain't meet my match
Feel me New Your 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 roll hard, y'all my dawgs
(Hey)

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

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

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

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

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

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

Material hoe, niggas dropping they draws
And for more
Surrounded wit', diamonds around the
Cruise the town in my six, them every time I hit

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

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

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

Where my in this house
Who they niggas down
Who roll hard, my road dawgs
(Hey)

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