Luyện nghe bài hát Tell Your Friends - Jadakiss

[Drag
Yah, I'm back
Ha Ha y'all don't the kid gonna come back y'all crazy

I rock a Burberry hood, my is very hood
My gat is solid metal, my bat is wood
Drag is under rated, my is heavy weighted
Y'all wanna be a blood, well that's wut soak your face in
up blood, I soften up thugs I make a nigga show me love or throw me slugs
I'm in the club with groupies, and groups of
So getting ran up on the block by a of Dee's
I've been shot three movies, my deal comin
I'm past sellin crack I got comin soon
And I'm not no dancer, my got cancer
So I celebrating shit, until these doctors get the answer
Prolly never get a Grammy never get an
But I got a twelve foot fish tank Piranhas and Oscar's
I gonna ask who shot ya, nine times out of the ten I know who did
I know bitch, get at 'em Kiss

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Tell your friends, tell your friends (my friends)
We can be friends, on the (be friends)
You know the ladies love with paper (weekend) Especially when your team wining like the Lakers

[Jadakiss] Fall back respect, learn how to a nigga
You alive, on strength of another nigga
I've been all my F'in life
A big I only slept in twice
so dope, that it should be kept in rice
The mistakes I've made, shall be corrected in my second
Nigga I be in the booth relaxed, I seduced the
And beat it up like I produced the
So another line bout a gun
And pass one to you, blast one through you
You got adrenaline, ass run through you
I run through cash, run through you
I do the job myself, only way I prolly ever be broke if I rob myself
I don't wuts worse a hate or a fag
Double R D-Block daddy, Jada and

repeat X2]
Tell friends, I'ma tell your friends (my friends)
We can be friends, on the (be friends)
You know the ladies love gangstas with (weekend) Especially when your team winin like the Lakers

I was by many, loved by few
But respected by all, so fuck all
Y'all doubted my skills, I never relied on deal
I don't a fuck what y'all feel, foreal foreal
This rap shit is nothing but fake love, alotta hugs
I go do a jook's, to feed my thugs
Cuz I could look through a nigga, like a glass
See he aint real, my flow is like acid or pcp I'm like Morgan Freeman, the way I make tracks lean on me
I got a house my walls is plush, my floor is
by the barrel, in case it all get flushed
Spring is back, along Drag
I juss coped a light jacket and the Jag
I'm who you nigga to hate, but glad I'm back
Y'all heard X is retiring, but Drag is

[Chorus: X3]
your friends, I'ma tell your friends (my friends)
We can be friends, on the (be friends)
You know the ladies love gangstas paper (weekend)