Luyện nghe bài hát Squalie

Yea uh-ooo!! (Come on, on)
wit me, its santana
I'd like to welcome y'all (yea) to the
wit ya boy!(Once again) Zeke!

[Juelz
Now I got more my swagger back
Listen homie
Mr. Mick Jaggers (uh-oo)
Zab of rap
Only difference is Judah
Will shoot ya, get back to rappin'
Traffin' threw half and Hampton
Make and stacks and that's a fact man
Y'all can't wit me
Baby I drag my nuts for free

And ya know I got my together
Got my game, got my cain, got my
Together, shit you better get your
Switchin' together this back-hand
Will get you together, hope you that
And sometime I can't belive my
Still in all, give it all just to feed my
Niggaz, eat, don't stop breathe my niggaz
I need y'all more than y'all need me my niggaz

This is for all my niggaz on the block pumpin'
I the cops is comin' - Squalie!
All my homies on the block somethin'
Hold it down I think the cops is - Squalie!
For all my chicks on the strip that
Be easy, I think the is comin' - Squalie!
All my ladies who for higher
Prada, Gucci attire watch who's behind ya!

Yo we livin' the of
Loca-vida, and cheever
blow smoke on the policia
Like em! I got no love for em
Squalie! but I'm of runnin' from
Squalie! from Squalie!
and we ain't do nothin to Squalie!
Its pay-back we at Squalie!
No more gettin searched, for
by Squalie! Hey so sell ya pack
Sell ya crack like when dickens was
Juelz Santana Dickens is yea
Yea so Zeke is ya with me
This the theme homie fuck the police!
We at it, our crack habit is that drastic
Measures we em', maken we'll clap at ya
off on dirt bikes and raptors
Squirt pipes at bastards y'all can't wit me!

[J.R.
Hey ma, its J.R. and L's
It ain't to tell
We da niggaz in we da niggaz in Maury and car alarm da fell wit that hard to
That ain't hard to
And a gun that'll hit you from far as
You quick to flash , we'll yo' ass
Couple shots hit your
ya whip will crash
I got the sickest
Stay skippin' class, Hash
All day, there
Flippin'
When I ,Squalie!
I dished and
the hash
Park, neutral, first
Hit the gas, now we rich with
And when I Squalie!
I sit and laugh, you kiss his ass
Cooked more caine, push off
While you niggaz stand there
And look all
I done and took off chains
Now Ivory ice on me like my team
Won a game!