Luyện nghe bài hát Take It How U Want It

Rocafella's the kid

Your digits ain't rising fam, it's like you're and tolerant
We got fridges for the Taliban attire man
Betta keep ya set up dolla man soon to be we next up
Get wet up, I been fresh since a little one I school

The others travel the little gun force one's
See my set, speak my name and I cock it wet
How can I see the game she the same
I tried to get back in hey

Man them bitches bought the and the curse and heard
The off the track hey, bitches please same C won't gas me
Your classy for those who don't know Chris
He like hypnotics mixed with Henney he's

Toasters right beside and clip ya suppose to
Open fire on any nigga approach us
Fucking most of my niggas from the pro-jects
fuck a moette, mo' money mo' sex, no more stress

And for the cut I it out on my ememies, taking out all my enemies
Any a friend to me, if he bring the pain, we bringing flowers
And memories and that's real, press my and see if my
Cards reveal, had to see some of the squeal, ya'll guard ya grill

Got a whole lot of loving, got a whole lot of
Round a lot of thuggin' but baby that's how I roll
Round a whole lot of niggas, round a whole lot of
a whole lot of digits becuz I'm sick with the flows

Mamis leaving niggas, yeah, leave wit a nigga, yeah
They like oh that's that young that Sigel be with, yeah
I think he ready ohh I gotta roll it up, they be like bitch
You can get it as you old enough

Block me, yeah nigga, I can tell you why these thugs ride
Tell you why these die and to the day of my demise
I'm blowing, I'm blowing my la-la-la-la-la-la, till' I come in off high
Till polies appahend me, till these pricks still to me I'm doing me

I'm crazy through the city with the two and letting my thing
Quake on these noonies for even that they can do me dirty
I'm nine cluching on the west side of Philly my war
Story with all of my little homies the MOB
Who refuse to get a job so they back

And forth in and out of correctional facilities
I'm phone calls from him every week, laughing
Talking 'bout how the whole block me
And how he coming home he ride for me
See used to be me so I feel him I got love

Got a whole lot of loving, got a whole lot of
Round a whole lot of thuggin' but baby that's how I
a whole lot of niggas, round a whole lot of hoes
Make a lot of digits becuz I'm sick with the flows

Mamis they niggas, yeah, leave wit a nigga, yeah
like oh that's that young nigga that sigel be with, yeah
I think he ready ohh girl I gotta roll it up, they be like
You can get it as you old enough

Yo o' same o' they want me to work more
Just a ago they ain't give fuck 'bout, bot
As far as the bank you can't get a up out yours
So tell me shit about family, we starvin'

You helped me stay in this group, I beg pardon
I started this before Chris nigga don't
Make he come off the hip on what you out cha lips
on the past there's no telling if I'm blast

Put it back in bags selling to the mass
You move fast might crash, so I move at my own
Ain't no loss 'cause I got my own taste
You don't put no working off my plate

To me that shit is snake, them tell me sleep safe
But wait, you niggas we don't need no fifths
My niggas up the shit
While we up the strip

Got a whole lot of loving, got a lot of soul
Round a whole lot of thuggin' but baby that's how I
Round a whole lot of niggas, round a lot of hoes
Make a whole lot of becuz I'm sick with the flows

Mamis leaving they niggas, yeah, leave wit a nigga,
They like oh that's that young nigga that be with, yeah
I think he ready ohh girl I gotta roll it up, be like bitch
You can get it as you old enough

Exclusive take it how you want it man
it from the gunners ememies won't dispute us
They liking heat like in bermuta, I a broad out in cuba
Touch ya boss then cha

Neva lost ain't a loser, been all the world wit my nigga
Jigga ya'll chicken scoopers plenty of
She ain't getting a of mine
I turn buns into the cinnamon kind wit one shot

That one block still a of mine, like I ain't come from the same
I can't run from the nigga, and I ain't run from a thing home
They act a fool when get hot, I turn the sun into rain though
Something the game lost one to the game

From when bodies nuttin ashame
a big payback boy ya
Handguns'll the big K's back
And spray about a hundred and change

Got a lot of loving, got a whole lot of soul
Round a whole lot of thuggin' but baby how I roll
Round a whole lot of niggas, round a whole lot of
Make a whole lot of digits I'm sick with the flows

Mamis they niggas, yeah, leave wit a nigga, yeah
They like oh that's young nigga that Sigel be with, yeah
I think he ready ohh girl I gotta roll it up, they be like
You can get it as you old enough

You dudes ain't 'bout nothing but you front and lame
Since I was young and if I it I claim and I got that
Niggas start blobbin' off names where my at
So I got a spot in the game off my

And I lock ya'll cant do it no betta so why not get
Soon to be legends Roc-A-Fella's the property's
The that I'm reppin', two in possession like
Who test us huh?

You ain't 'bout nothing but you front and you're lame
I was young and if I want it I claim and I got that
Niggas start blobbin' off names my block at
So I got a in the game off my profit

And I lock that cant do it no betta so why not get
Soon to be legends Roc-A-Fella's the property's
The crew I'm reppin', two in possession like
Who wanna us huh? Nucca what? Wa?