Luyện nghe bài hát Roc U (with Beanie Sigel)

[Young talking]
Where that sat at (uh)
Young Gannas (chea) What up
Niggas got till January to get they together;
You hear that January (chea)
West

[Verse One: Chris]
Yo; Ayo Momma workin hard Big brother on the run lil sista cuttin up man shit just outta luck girl born brighten up my
life block still poppin old lady still drawn hataz still plottin (plottin) tryna take my life away it'n matter nigt or
day C reactin right away; bring it on when the temerature rise; my intention to ride ain't no intent but he niggas
speed like us 40 clip on my hip shorty go get ya clique ready to squeeze like Yeah its commin out of Chris' mouth;
I'll have you niggas-Bitchin' gettin' stitches then get ditches liqour out; thats what Chris about Tryna figure out
the beat down on the outside or bleed in you piss it out; Block all them chickens out; Fuck all them niggas route;
Ciani here plus my momma need a bigger

This just the town we live in; North Phil my nigga, South Philly with mittens, look how chilly the rist is; wheelys
with bitches; Poppin wheelys at
You got three ways to Fire Roof or the River; you gone bleed if you try man they shootin suspicious; and got oozies
and shit forty-fours and infus; to get ya, leave a nigga they ain't remember, long as he ain't remember then watch his
mouth for

[Verse Beanie Siegel]

Bitch niggas actin' tough but you know what thats prayin that I hit em up; hopin niggas settle out, But why flirt
with death; it ain't the check Get ya coffin nailed shut, placed in the dirt to rest; Picture linen' up tears again
Momma in tears again, I guess death is the one fear of men; But I ain't scared, I can tell its commin', I can feel it
in the air; I can smell it commin, fully prepared to the fuckin' man in the trench coat, I ain't hiding, but tryna duck
him long as I can though; They say i'm flirting with the devil talkin blast with me cursin out the reet the gate,
until I see the light, everything in sight, worn every other day bodies every other night (thats right) Death is the
only thing for sure in life (thats right) Young Gunz get em nice

[Verse Three: Neef

Yo; kill me with a get a gun, betta know where i'm from load them up with guns leave a nigga one lung; maskin tape
hoodies and
mookies and dubs yeah nigga I'll put it in yo mug; Other fuckas beneath me, mutha-fuckas is sneaky worryin about where
Neef be get you wacked out easy, Yeah this family greasy, Believe me, how the they ain't peep me; Tables turned now the
family need me, Yeah i'm on my shit; ain't shit you can teach me; I'm young but not dumb, you ain't from i'm from, you
don't feel how I feel, you ain't real how i'm real, I signed to that deal; on the real you should chill, and let me do
me dawg, lets sit for once in life so we can stop playin c-saw until then I it rain niggas feel my pain, until i'm out
the game i'm far a lame

[Verse Three: Young

Lord of the streets, I do it so my daughter can eat, moms workin on her own bringin four in a week, now tell me how
i'm gone budget that lil sister graduted elementary big brother life in the judges lap; Even my momma pack in this war
zone, I been a bad boy before combs; for sure homey strap like bamboo, theres nothin we can't do, its tucked in my
pants to, but this scramble, shit I em sellin but niggas tattle tellin when they rushed in that van dude so I had to
smartin up, you know chalk em up, bye bye mutha-fuckin drive by we walkin up put your little lawkers up and lil snub
nigga you a lil thug give em lil snugs till he cough it up; them niggas soft as butt even ya suck, i'm about to
charge it up nigga stop ya