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 that's the
Nigga watch me better watch my bitches

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

One touch nigga fiend for the lick
Don't 'em nothing but a quick fix
Me and makers 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 this
Ruff Ryde, but you scared of the
Scheme for cream, me and

Carry rockets in my pockets, step back
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 pony 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 in small things

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

rap shit is like drugs to me
Nigga, need a fix it up to me
All Money Is
Roca know 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 niggas handle me
So I fuck wit' family
to death, ask Jigga
Don't I deal wit a high class nigga?

It's a off if my cash bigger
blame me, blame my last nigga
Mother kept me laced from the feet up
off wit a pair of V studs

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

Co-writers don't need that 99 and I ain't meet my match
Feel me huh? New 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 ladies in place
Who hold they space
When he up, throw ya baby glocks up
(Owh)

I tell 'em like
Ain't to many fuckers bad as me
Bust at a nigga wit' a
Or a wit' a tragedy

When it cause catastrophes, will 'cause you to bleed
up anything you breathe, pass the weed
If a proceed to step outta line, I'm a gradually
Fill his anatomy wit' bullet holes in his

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 mother fucker
Wit' a
At any degree my temperature get, hot to freezing
I release, you can see the reason, I'm so cold

Niggas rolling me beats to choke on
get a smoke on
High, I have to get it
When you can see me coming the Devil's Advocate

Material hoe, keeping niggas dropping draws
And for more
wit', diamonds around the wrist
Cruise the town in my six, bruising them every I hit

And I ain't tryna
If I do, you can find another to fill my shoes
I prove you duplicate this
Attempt to and

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

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

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

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