Luyện nghe bài hát Servin' Tha Friends

Hey hey holla nigga
happening?
I got the biggest boulders right motherfucker
These rocks fat,
Hey, at ten 'o I don't wanna see
None of y'all niggas up on the motherfucking block
got ta clear this motherfucka off
Curfew nigga, get ta fuck up here off my block

Verse 1: Bizzy

Who servin' tha
thousands of green
For the love of
Cash all me
can cloud me
While I'm in the I can die
Flipped up my style-y as we at the same time
tempted, in the tension
Ouija shit got you
Crash the Benz and ending your
Born for defendants
Critical breaking in the bar thinking
Millenium shit like pestilence war and
Animals animals reputed
Every daily grades let it be the
My Cleveland niggas revolve like dead
In leading seeping
And I don't wanna rock the
But I doubt it if I ta pop the trunk
I'ma get 'em when they thinking they miss me
that thuggish ruggish fuck them up
Rolling wid my in the biggest snatch shit
All of my all of we lie
Nigga you and stuck on murda
Smoking up bud and fucking up
It was the 7th sign
Wid the and beams the philly and green
Wid a clik team and a nigga like me
Ya couldn't go wid we
Eyes bloodshot red I floss instead
I run up and smash you wid a passion
And they it off his head
Nigga instead I'ma let bleed
Nigga, immortal warrior from the walking

It's just another day I get paid
Who got the boulder
Who servin' tha
(Repeat)

2: Layzie Bone

Now could be B-O-B
The bad boy the
I be for eternal
Wanna me it's on
Now where my at
a nigga wig back
Nigga dig dig that
All original peep the criminal here we go
>From a where a nigga might bury ya
act up and I betta take care ah ya
Scared ah ya, I be for the war
I'm America's Most
Barely coast ta
If you for whateva you can ride wit me
But if you lie ta me and die for me
Look in my eyes and see you can't from me
shit talk nigga
That be running niggas in the ghetto
Now get on my level rebuking the
like ah heavenly rebel
Even though my loose I can tigheten 'em up
And put a twist to the game like a monkey
For the shit
All about the murda for the ah money shit
Gettin' paid, got it in the shade nigga
If you got and I it I'ma take it
Nigga made it and I told ya make it
it real and it'd neva be fake shit
Half baked and gone off this stick
Wanna hit it call as you next
Hit it two and pass
And nigga ya breath
Lay playing wid a half
wid ah half deck

Verse 3: Flesh N

I'm up but I bail on the darkside
Dwell, wid the hustla ta get mayo
Plannig ta the yayo for my mayo
Nobody be fucking wid Bone top
So ah now that you got album fool
me what in the fuck you gon' do wid it
Stay drop and hit up head
That can go and get
Peepin' they come wake it off
So quicker they wid ah weekly drumstick
Servin' them murda them 1-8-7 ova haters
you be done,
Did it wid do whateva they gotta do
My nigga just do ya gotta do
Even if you spark a few
Just rob a few move
It's just another day I get paid
ain't rapping the same way
Made niggas it figures now wid these niggas
That betta than the nigga
Betta lay in low so when the rolling
Stroll on my depths as a
Homicidal bring 'em up all up
Nigga let's show shit be real
But stack up realer a nigga talk gats loco
Straight smoke ah do it fast
Bucking 'em down here red on his back