Luyện nghe bài hát The Great

Wooh, on
Wooh, uh, uh,
on

Man, I you niggas talkin'
walkin' the wrong way to really mean it
I done heard it, I done it, don't get caught up in between it
It's a dark road you walkin' on, same street that I be on

Suppose to be quiet, but you talkin' on
Now ya mouth got you in some
So we gon' let see your gangsta ass get smaked like a bitch
Guess I'll remind y'all niggas, I can find niggas

Click click, whats up, up right behind y'all niggas
Once the four hit'cha
You ain't going no where but out the door on a
Boy, I'ma

Wet y'all niggas up like a
'Cause I told you
Y'all make me lose my cool
Yo Knock get the glock, these bitch niggas is

Making movies, we'll make a
About this shit is happened
All that yappin', that niggas is gettin' away with
it easy my friend, let 'em know, dog ain't to be played with

A nigga gotta the good with the bad
I'm fuckin' with the hood and I'm
I wish you why I'm mad
'Cause take a lot of pressure of my back

A nigga gotta take the with the bad
I'm with the hood and I'm glad
I you understood why I'm mad
'Cause it'd a lot of pressure of my back

Most of these hard rocks turn out to be as wet dog shit
Talkin' shit, but when the fog spits, dog they all
Then all hit the around the same time
In the same frame of mind, up in the nine

Left bitches blind, hit 'em up from behind
Yeah, how you do that
And he had a good head up on his shoulders, but I blew that
Fuck you black, you new don't know somethin' important

You die quick fuckin' with my shit, and my shits
House rules, when I speak, y'all niggas
I drop jewels that y'all cats can't afford to missin'
Drinkin' fueled by drugs

Shits about to get outta hand dog, betta get ya man dog
Rap shit comes second, I'ma show you a robber do
ice one more time and I'm robbin' you
Tie you up for a starvin' you

Beatin' the shit you everyday
'Cause yo, niggas gotta pay

A nigga take the good with the bad
I'm with the hood and I'm glad
I wish you why I'm mad
it'd take a lot of pressure of my back

A nigga gotta take the with the bad
I'm fuckin' with the and I'm glad
I wish you why I'm mad
'Cause it'd take a lot of of my back

Dog it no secret 'bout how its going down once I put on the pressure
It ain't nothing but nigga put on a stretcher
With a blanket over his face, him to the morgue with the waste
'Cause he was in the wrong place at the wrong

So I it to him in his chest
In his throat, in his head, in his back, his vest, yes
a whole lot to braking a nigga down fast
They call me 'cause that's how I'm gon' be on that ass

Y'all pussy think y'all sweet
But a fuckin' thing going down 'til I eat
So can I beef? You while you still got teeth
'Cause they about to get out, hopped out

On that ass with a blast make ya shit drop out
Popped out, through a you what
you know why, and you know my
Motherfuckin' up in this game

And bitch, you I
Will never be flippin'
But on east coast terms
New York do, fuck the perms

A nigga gotta take the with the bad
I'm fuckin' with the and I'm glad
I wish you why I'm mad
'Cause take a lot of pressure of my back

A nigga gotta the good with the bad
I'm fuckin' with the and I'm glad
I wish you why I'm mad
'Cause it'd a lot of pressure of my back