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 nigga watch my
Yeah, yeah, Roc-A-Fella the clique
Nigga don't watch me watch my bitches

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

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

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

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

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

Save ya baby, I'ma take you to the mall
And I buy you small
Maybe something
Cartier, came 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 game that'll let us

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

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

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

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

Where my in this place
Who they niggas space
When he 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 think you can fuck me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

When it cause catastrophes, will actually 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' bullet holes in his

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

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

Niggas rolling me beats to choke on
get a smoke on
High, 'cause I to get it
When you can never see me coming the Advocate

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

And I tryna quit
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 I was about two
Pick up the pace quick, why worry about a
When I stepped in came my feet in the pavement
Leave niggas in

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

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

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