Luyện nghe bài hát So What You Saying - Memphis Bleek

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[Beanie
Memph what's wrong with these niggas man?
These niggas sayin shit man
niggas on mute man
I'ma make you motherfuckers feel some real

Aiyyo the guc is dog I'm back to work
I took time off a couple niggas had to get
Due to the fact wack and wasn't strapped
Packin they gat, now they layin'
In six in (you know wut i mean?)
Man I need a new gat for
Yo, I'm the coke copper the rock chopper
Down wit M. Bleek, the Marcy prock
One wreck, the other
And with that bullshit vest on, I'm killin' boys
I don't when it come to yae
I cop and collect my dough in one day
Book rock and collect my at one show
False looks, let one go from the floor

[Memphis
Yo, yo
Well I'm to be the master in the M.C. field
Oh-oh got respect, oh-one I
Tote to the show and then I jet wit a hoe
Bitch niggas to front and get clapped
Get on the floor, clap a second
And make I flat-line you
Let a round go, hit niggas behind you
See the gleam on the glock, know the on top
Get shot, popped, and drop, yo the is the Roc
As I at Mack, a-k-a B-Sigel
Know we comin' with the and the extra Eagles
I'm not playin, you know what I'm sayin'
I make a call to my dogs, them niggas through sprayin'
What you

I'm puttin heads to beads, gun out the box
B-Sige, I put up all the and glocks
I'm not playin, see these guns that I'm
Twin sub oozies, can't or move me
Nickels stay chubby, smokers never
Don't gotta yell up the block, they to me
Packs with tops just like coochies
New jacks they pack they like, who he?
I'm not playin, knock things off quick
Got still think off shit
you say?

With a partner Sigel, don't come a dime a dozen
We be brothers, we better known as cousins
As we climbed the chart who the fuck want what
My hood to hood, we showed the world crew love
Who wanna with that Roc-A-team?
Know that I that thing that knock sixteen
You walk around talkin' and that
How I like Jay and all my records is wack
But when I dropped the LP, niggas it would fold
Thirty days later, Coming of Age gold
What you

Now party people it's for this question
No knock knock, that? who's there? or who is it?
the M-A-C-K
Yes the gun clapper, the duct tape, rope, mask and kidnapper
The dope, the beats just blazin
Like Luther says, yo 'I am so amazing and I've been waiting'
For a sucker to the cat with two gats
Yo Bleek, you got my back, 'em how we do

Yo, I fight fire fire, I make crews retire
I 9 to 5 nines, Bleek for hire
Your murderize, see the guns that I'm bringin
In an all out battle, Bleek come out
the type of nigga that'll spit off quick
Biggs push the and we spin off quick
Take a sip of the Cris the Belvy with lime
Crack the Arma del Lope and then I'm goin for
So what you