Luyện nghe bài hát Sorry About That

[chorus - Sound][2X]
I'm in front of your crib
U ask why, I'll you why
I'm for you, right here on the street
A lil' Hennessy, a glock, dead
J. Glock!

1 - J. Glock]
Come on, I'm coat, I'm the mob
I fuck biiiiitch
Over, over, you those sharp needles
Are right
We don't know how you stop
Get out! Let's go, we're
meal tonight will be the basis of grain
Rampa-G the chain, I'm like a G, oh man
I'm a gangsta
In Limozine, my Ak sneeze
Don't be my friend, my belt is to squeeze (uh-uh)
No paper, no a to get you to say good things
You'll end up out of our games
In da You'll be whipped
I think you're tripped
Yeahhhh!

[chorus - Jim
I'm smilin' in of your crib
U ask why, tell you why
I'm waitin' for you, here on the street
A lil' Hennessy, a glock, you're
on Biggie!

[verse 2 - Biggie
We picked up packets
The facts are that not on maps (yeah!)
Take off the bandana, we got caps
We flew in the baby's crib
Ready? No? lay you down this street (come on!)
Fuck niggaz, I'm preparin' my fingers
My AR-15 sing
T.B.S. Thug just singers
My niggaz are the stringers
Blah-blah and shit, the Biggie is restin'
Are fastin'? His niggaz are
Yeah, go niggaz!

- J. Glock][2X]
I'm smilin' in front of crib
U ask why, I'll you why
I'm waitin' for you, right on the street
A lil' Hennessy, a glock, you're
Rampage!

3 - Jim Rampage]
Are you for death
I'll them a path (WoO!)
If you don't come, we'll get
We on the sly, then cut and hang them
Generals like Taliban his little crib (BoO!)
Mo'fucka ready to go?
Tomorrow, fly like a swallow
Runnin' Scooby Doo (yeah!)
Throw in their soldiers like
There will be lucky niggaz bucks

[Jim talkin']
burstin'!
Ok, ok! Damn, will the ground!
T.B.S. Thug are shootin'
Me, The Biggie and J. Glock
Ok, go!
[* fallin' *]