Luyện nghe bài hát So What You Saying - Memphis Bleek

[Chorus - w/ Background voice]

[Beanie
Aiyyo Memph what's wrong with these niggas
These niggas sayin shit man
These niggas on 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 had to get hurt
Due to the fact they wack and wasn't
Packin gat, now they layin' flat
In six in (you know wut i mean?)
Man I need a new gat for
Yo, I'm the coke copper plus the rock
Down wit M. Bleek, the Marcy prock
One wreck, the other
And with bullshit vest on, I'm killin' your boys
I don't play it come to yae
I cop and collect my dough in one day
Book rock and collect my dough at one
looks, Memph let one go from the floor

[Memphis
Yo, yo
Well I'm known to be the master in the M.C.
Oh-oh got respect, I still
Tote guns to the show and I jet wit a hoe
Bitch niggas to front and get clapped
Get on the floor, a second time
And make sure I you
Let a whole go, hit niggas behind you
See the gleam on the glock, the beam on top
Get shot, popped, and drop, yo the is the Roc
As I glance at Mack, a-k-a
Know we comin' with the macks and the extra
I'm not playin, you know what I'm sayin'
I make a call to my dogs, them comin' through sprayin'
What you

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

With a partner like Sigel, don't come a dime a
We could be brothers, we known as cousins
As we climbed the chart with who the fuck what
My hood to your hood, we showed the world crew
Who wanna play with that
Know that I tote that thing that sixteen
You walk around talkin' this and
How I sound Jay and all my records is wack
But when I dropped the LP, niggas thought it would
days later, Coming of Age went gold
What you

Now party people time for this question
No knock knock, that? who's there? or who is it?
It's the
Yes the gun clapper, the tape, rope, black mask and kidnapper
The flow dope, the just blazin
Like Luther Vandrow says, yo 'I am so 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 with fire, I crews retire
I spit 9 to 5 nines, Bleek for
crew 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 pour the Belvy with
Crack the Arma del Lope and then I'm goin for
So what you