Luyện nghe bài hát The Bandits

Act they did something
Ain't never did for me

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

Wayne:]
They got the God in the J.R.
Park all of my car in the buildin' no
Nigga I'm than the buildin'
The Carter the
Give quarters to pilgrims;
I ain't 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 like 'Hey, hook a nigga up with
I her cook a chicken up and all my guns she hold 'em she blow my dice 'fore I roll 'em
Daddy need some new shoes, the Caddy need new shoes
I'm bout them 2-2's them 26's too cool I do those
I'm too shit I spit frostbite
I'm too raw I spit off-white
I get off at 8AM I get off it by 8PM it's been a hard night
It's a hard knock my lil nigga J still double-up twice
My lil nigga still livin' on the block
With a nigga that he beefin' but he still eatin' shit pleasantly
It's whatever B, we ain't on no shit
You goin' down I'm obliged on some shit
I get bread like the bitch
I chop you up like the Deli
I'm at the
I'm on isle 17 Hollygrove
Apple & street tell 'em holla, hoe
I put the down then I swallow mo'
I a hit of the dutch...