Luyện nghe bài hát Supply & Demand

Four just starin' at a nigga
Plottin' out a mission I'm smokin' on this killa
on the corner, plus my brother in the window
I done made gold out weed and instrumentals

I'm down, all ten
Eastside, my zip
See, you just gettin' here, realizin' I cold
Zip up your Face
My is cross-laced
Seventy-two spokes, OG shit, all I know
From the car I drove, right to the I smoke
And that's fo'
Hopped out in country-club attire, rockin' all my
Like I might drink an Arnold Palmer and golf holes
Pick up a tennis racket, my bitch got the bracelet to it
See, we forever mashin' the cash is involved
We it and stash it, let it stack up in them vaults
Built a safe, but you see that safe ain't really safe at all,
Niggas is dogs, they'll break in your house and the walls
Dig up your floors, do it to you raw
It's only room for one of us, gonna get took off
Say it's only room for one of us, somebody gonna get off

Four walls starin' at a nigga
out a mission while I'm smokin' on this killa
Lookouts on the corner, plus my brother in the
I done made out this weed and instrumentals

I take ten, make twenty more
Gas out my low-rider in the store
I'm throwin' it up out the
Yeah, I keep the E in it to let 'em
We up in the studio cookin'
Two bricks, we got six to go
Eight-piece, you can get your and go
'Cause the fiends waitin' for it no more
They impatient, baby
And they say they can't the pain
I just a batch last month
want me to come back again
See, it's called and demand
Underground, I am the man
Mainstream, they not me
But I catch big on them
Aw, man