Luyện nghe bài hát Shine Blockas

Yeah, all the ladies say ho, all the say
(Ha, ha, ha)
Gucci up, we go A-town, C-post
Cut masta down ya throat
Boy stop, Sir Luscious Left Foots on

Trying to block my shine just ain't gone happen so try
time I get on this microphone I like to spit
Inking hit up after hit, penmanship is so legit

I came equipped like an prophylactic, now they dick
Like Stalin on these suckas out tryin' to buy they bitch
Now rich try to piss everybody to trick off
But a boss to pay the cost, she giving away her drawls

Word to the brown James he chicken chow mein
Really man you done say some silly
And the Dana Dane boy you cuffin' claim to game
my main thang and my last name ya notta mayne

I'm on my grind shawty, don't my shine shawty
up, hold up guess who just showed up?
Rolled up, rolls cut, with the doors up
I'm on my grind shawty, block my shine shawty
Wait a minute, a minute, chill a little, sit a minute
I can't close my safe no more 'cause I got too much in it

be tripping bout no paper
'Cause the safe is not so
The bank got legs and feet
And can't get up and away shawty
With my southern drawl
I like the backside of a skunk
And the stash with the pump

whip in my lap at all times in the 'lac
From Atlanta to Savannah can't a nigga stop
Not when god's got his on me only the strong survive
And the weak, minded are by the wayside, they try

But which I overcome and indeed
But success comes a great responsibility
We chose to lead not follow, a hard pill to swallow
Better get prescriptions cause there might not be tomorrow