Luyện nghe bài hát The Bandits

Act they did something
Ain't did shit for me

Make way for the of the year
Bout off Pimp Juice and Belvedere
See I'm pouring out my liquor for my niggas that ain't
And any day-to-day shedding tears
But I'm cool Weezy F's with me
Money clique Murder Inc family
Raised in the A and I'm born
Cross Martin King
gon' lay it down
Yeah act up whussup
Tell my nigga Tad he better them
Your girl open wide them doors on my trucks
And my niggas bustin' niggas like they don't a fuck

Wayne:]
They got the God in the J.R.
all of my car in the buildin' no superstar
Nigga I'm harder than the
The the buildin'
Give quarters to Thanksgiving
I giving no slack, bitch I'm black
And the President ain't been that
I'm ridin' with Lloyd
He for a freak-azoid
I'm 'Hey, hook a nigga up with Ashanti'
I make her cook a chicken up and all my she hold 'em she blow my dice 'fore I roll 'em
Daddy need some new shoes, the Caddy need some new
I'm thinkin' bout them 2-2's them too cool I do those
I'm too shit I spit frostbite
Nigga I'm too raw I spit
I get off white at 8AM I get off it by 8PM it's a hard night
It's a hard knock life my lil J still double-up twice
My lil nigga Marl livin' on the block
With a nigga he beefin' with but he still eatin' shit pleasantly
It's whatever B, we ain't on no shit
You goin' down I'm obliged on some Mary
I get like the Dairy bitch
I chop you up like the bitch
I'm at the
I'm on isle 17 Hollygrove
& Eagle street tell 'em holla, hoe
I put the sizzurp down I swallow mo'
I a hit of the dutch...