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
show these cats how we do it
1]
Before we did raps, we did
Murders,
Cousin, you know about thugging?
y'all niggas be out clubbing
I be deep in discussion convince my little cousin not to blood in
love for the Pen, Lucky got another buck in
Damn shame his motherfuckin' baby cluckin'
She be out with some coward ain't about shit
Rumors say she put out quick for not an outfit
everybody riding or dying
We own this game, stop buy in
Frontin' you pop iron, stop lyin'
I'm a nigga so ill I punch Math and then drop
Saigon, the man the 2 brains and 3 hearts
enough to build with retards
Rap epitome, academically street
aint even the deep part
Me and my men end every fight we start
If I aint one of the lot of you, the stacks is
On as long as Macks poppable, Cracks is
If its logical, I'll bottle you, the shit outta you
Go to your Wake and shit outta whoever says "Bye" to you
This is what I would do, and if you was me? you'd you too
'Cause you'd hate a nigga like you
(Word to nigga, if you was me?
Nigga you'd put 1 in your brain too nigga)

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 that bust
Nigga that trust hugs, and dont fuck with the bust thugs
Hold a blunt in your right and your left
You blessed so you should say yes (yes!)
2]
Ayo they me in this violent enviroment
Blocks so hot, they need to the cops and hire some Firemen
get forced to early retirement
If they blaze head, you made your bed, nigga, now lie in it
Need to stop denying it, pressure? you aint it
1 nigga get mercked, at you on some cryin' shit
Yeah I cry when I see my little nigga get
Not 'cause he died, but 'cause the shit like it hurted
And I'm a nigga observant
I seen the when it first hit, his face when it first split
And no longer than 20 minutes later
Im on the same block, same glock, with the same pen and
You analyze an
S to the A to the I, show what men are made of
you see me in The Source, you'll probably see me in the paper
for a cop or dockin' shots at a women raper

If you be living for and dont be giving an eff
hit a pig in the vest and say yes (yes!)
If you be puffing the cess and laying in the S
Then a punk in the chest and say yes (yes!)
If you a gangsta, hustla, that bust slugs
that dont trust hugs, and dont fuck with the bust thugs
Hold a blunt in your right and 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 have nothing better to do
See what Beretta will do?
Turn a perfectly functioning being to a veg-et-a-ble
We you from your head to your shoe
Yo the only you gon' need now is medical dude
And if the pops you, fuckin' coroners will body box you
Call the guy that I bought to Karate you
To hell with ya crew, you be spittin' that shit thats not
My niggas have lived and died for this shit since High School
Funny how rappers talk out they ass but about shit
So I set 'em on and use gas to put it out with
They cowards, bout they 'bout it, but we doubt it
The rhyme make you a thug, nor do fatigue outfits
We box, we plots tempers shorter than Ewoks
Lace the Reeboks, chase you three blocks *Gunshot noises*
33 shots biaaaaaaatch
little faggot, stupid motherfuckers in the
yo yo, I rep for niggas son
you know what type of I rep

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 cess and sunk in the S
Then a punk in the chest and say yes (yes!)
If you a gangsta, hustla, that bust slugs
Nigga that trust hugs, and dont fuck with the bust thugs
a blunt in your right and raise your left
You blessed so you should say yes (yes!)

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