Luyện nghe bài hát Seven Series Triplets

Uh-huh, yeah, yo
Cash in a brief case, to play it smart
Love is a privilege and you better your part
wanna leave it to the lawyers breath
Snap my fingers, you'll be laying on the steps
Wishing you were a boy
Late night stand on the roof, smoke a
Reminiscing when I had the broken tooth, we were
different colors on the goose with the boots
Maryland College suits
I drive the 525i in '95
Shawn Kemps on the pedal, I'm a
Right arm out the window while I steer left
Near death, slam into a chest
out for a second, but I'm back
Hopped up like a master
Still I blast the shottie faster on you bastards, make you
Come out the closet you've trapped in, that's it, Queens

Yeah, nigga you I put the work in
Head shots real precise like a
I see your heart out your shirt, nervous
Nigga in his J's, his legs gave in
Wow, and I ain't even the gun off my waist yet
This nigga done got so scared he a shit
Then I swerved in some low key
And go about my business like it happened, chill
For reals, pop a pills, cup a drink
Come to think it I feels like turning up the rap ignorant loud
Like weed that i smoke make a thick yellow cloud
Perpetual payday, my don't vacay
I'm out seeing the world, my is so crazy
You could imagine but you could never fathom my intelligence I get at em

Oh shit, it's real like that, right
Word up man, allegiance man
I Patrick Ewing niggas, long I be suing niggas
You gon' pay, face the camera niggas
And my money uncollected and I'm
Might the shit out your man and take his weapon
and angry and I'm savagery
But still mow majesty
Wipe out the t-shirt, vacuum it
And I'm gon' keep you so chill
Or you can live with them faggots and stay away from deal abbots
Death is our game plan, new playing bullets in spray cans
Write all on your vest
Lester, cousin Eve sleeve all he the best of it
Put it there you get a check, slang prostitution
It's prohibition when we shit
This is what some niggas
I suggest war and
The niggas they could move out
Take no chance you never y'all.

For real man, we ain't playing no games no more, no more homies
You sit around this, you sit around the
With forks and all that, word up
Y'all niggas that come shine, come come through come shine, come.
You what it is man, it's automatic.