Luyện nghe bài hát Shine

(Swizz sings/ad-libs throughout song)

All right...
Swizz, Po
our gangsta, nigga
Lay

What you know 'bout rollin'
Big Tec, big vest, hollow tips all up in that kid
Po live it up, stones lit it up
John sickest tell, it's the kid, nigga what?
Some of rap niggas is girls
my dick, gappin' and flappin'
Fuckin'
These niggas don't go off until they say, "Lights, camera, action!"
Yo Swizz, them niggas, "Eat a dick"
Gun up in your bitch, that way we don't miss
Unload the shit, then the shit
Head straight to the and unload some bricks
No lie, you niggas see me down the streets
You'd I was flyin', 12 cylinders
Brooklyn is mine nigga, over
Yeah I'm talkin' to you - fuckin' blower

- Shyne]
(Mashonda)
For all of y'all y'all in health
Just to see you wild and enjoy
Cause it's cool you fuckin' with a nigga like me
Cool when you ridin' with a nigga me

To all my Marla Mable bitches (shine)
To all my niggas it gully just (shine)
To all the ghettos in (shine)
I'mma it gangsta till I die nigga (shine)

Check it,
All I need in this of sin
Is a lawyer, big rims, and a Mac 10
through the city like I'm used to this shit
Fuck ya vest nigga, my shells go true to that
Catch ya breath, you ain't heard about nigga Po?
Murder cases, downin' faces, low
Leavin' pieces of brain on your car do'
Lookin' gully in that or that R-O
L-L, see you niggas in
Soon as they set my bail, I make another
Shit, I set my at an early age
I was either gon' be or an early grave
the fuck? I got to have -
Blocks to smash, lots of cash, and ass
This is the truth, I probably die in my
But I bet you only bitches to get me and shoot

I got my on this shipment, shipment on my mind
Bout to meet these niggas at 9
Rhyme, rap - the is that?
Only thing I is yea nigga, dyed today
Y'all got me confused, I ain't tryin' to nobody's shoes
I'm just lookin' for connects nigga, what I do
against the wall, against all odds
Tune in to my nigga, this shit is sicker than Oz
Fightin' against them crackers, plus them getting at us
to run, so I grab my gun
And start blazin', this shit got a nigga
I'mma die a nigga, ain't no changin'
A G faithfully, pray for me
Yo nigga, go to school, away from me
Got for you hustlers, bullets for you cowards
And dick for you bitches, up in the Trump

[Hook - fade]