Luyện nghe bài hát Say Yes

Yo, get it popping up in here yo
Yeah, it go
Yeah, what I was lookin' for
Ayo, it out son
Im'ma show these how we do it
1]
Before we did raps, we did
Murders,
Cousin, what you know about
When y'all be out clubbing
I be in discussion tryin'a convince my little cousin not to blood in
keep love for the Pen, Lucky got another in
Damn shame his motherfuckin' baby mother
She be out with some coward that ain't shit
Rumors say she put out quick for not an outfit
Nowadays everybody or dying
We own this game, stop buy in
Frontin' you pop iron, stop lyin'
I'm a so ill I punch Math and then drop Science
Saigon, the man the 2 brains and 3 hearts
Swift enough to build retards
Rap epitome, academically smart
That aint the deep part
Me and my men end every fight we start
If I aint one of the lot of you, the is unstoppable
On as long as Macks poppable, Cracks is
If its logical, I'll bottle you, beat the outta you
Go to your and beat shit outta whoever says "Bye" to you
This is what I do, and if you was me? you'd bottle you too
'Cause you'd hate a bitch nigga you
(Word to nigga, if you was me?
Nigga you'd fuckin' put 1 in your too nigga)

If you be for death and dont be giving an eff
hit a pig in the vest and say yes (yes!)
If you be the cess and laying sunk in the S
Then punch a punk in the and say yes (yes!)
If you a gangsta, hustla, thugsta bust slugs
Nigga that dont trust hugs, and dont fuck with the thugs
Hold a blunt in right and raise your left
You blessed so you just say yes (yes!)
2]
Ayo they trapped me in this enviroment
Blocks so hot, they need to fire the and hire some Firemen
Thugs get forced to early
If they your head, you made your bed, nigga, now lie in it
Need to stop it, pressure? you aint applying it
1 get mercked, look at you on some cryin' shit
Yeah I cry when I see my nigga get murdered
Not 'cause he died, but 'cause the shit looked like it
And I'm a thats observant
I seen the bullet when it first hit, his face when it first
And still no longer than 20 minutes
Im on the block, same glock, with the same pen and paper
You analyze an
S to the A to the I, niggas what men are made of
Before you see me in The Source, you'll probably see me in the
for a cop or dockin' shots at a women raper

If you be for death and dont be giving an eff
Then hit a pig in the and say yes (yes!)
If you be puffing the and laying sunk in the S
punch a punk in the chest and say yes (yes!)
If you a gangsta, hustla, that bust slugs
Nigga that dont hugs, and dont fuck with the bust thugs
Hold a blunt in your and raise your left
You blessed so you should say yes (yes!)
3]
Ayo, you I'm better than you
Front, get a few in you
Just 'cause I aint nothing better to do
See what Beretta will do?
Turn a perfectly human being to a veg-et-a-ble
We you from your head to your shoe
Yo the only attention you gon' need now is medical
And if the pops you, fuckin' coroners will body box you
Call the guy that I to Karate chop you
To hell with ya crew, you be spittin' that thats not true
My niggas have and died for this shit since Junior High School
Funny how rappers talk out they ass but about shit
So I set 'em on fire and use gas to put it out
They cowards, talking bout they 'bout it, but we it
The rhyme wont make you a thug, nor do outfits
We box, nigga we plots shorter than Ewoks
the Reeboks, chase you three blocks then *Gunshot noises*
Unload 33 shots
faggot, stupid motherfuckers in the game
yo yo, I rep for real son
you know what of niggas I rep

If you be living for death and be giving an eff
hit a pig in the vest and say yes (yes!)
If you be puffing the cess and sunk in the S
punch a punk in the chest and say yes (yes!)
If you a gangsta, hustla, thugsta bust slugs
Nigga that dont trust hugs, and fuck with the bust thugs
Hold a blunt in your and raise your left
You blessed so you just say yes (yes!)

Word is bond son, I told y'all 15 thousand years ago
that niggas was back for that shit
That real niggas was re-emerge and take fake niggas off the map
And now that time is baby, its 2k