Luyện nghe bài hát The Jookz

Yeah that's right, we gon' do it like and like that
Y'knahmsayin, straight the top
Ha ha ha, that's right it's your man Flavor boy
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH snap, yeah that, like that
Yeah, like that, what nigga
We all the money!
That's right we gon' do it like this again
2005, comin live with no
That's right, KNOCK, KNOCK KNOCK, word
Check out the jookz, neighborhood that plot
on a comfortable spot that's got new locks
The L train, night 11 PM
2 pulls up, a Caddy, and a BM
First nigga, has the Caddy, he was a
Second on the passenger side, he pulls a
The kid in the backseat, was smokin on a
Beemer was at the rock, ready to roll
11 o'clock, on point, waitin and now
Waitin for Flavor to come out, so we can him
Move up the slow, don't look suspicious
Only thing you wanna do is just {?}
Did that weak clown, waitin for {?}
Once set that ain't shit, {?} the tires
Cover your face in case somebody see us
If move, send they ass straight to...
what, saw the joker jump the turnstile
Snucked up behind him, yo {?} you're now
Grabbed the bag quick, picked up the cheese
{?} was blowin the horn, come the D's
Flashbacks, it's all about last a bid
Violators paroled some asshole's crib
That was then, is now, this is a different story
That's right black, cold the employer
Gagged his mouth, tied his hands, helpless
Lucky we seemed pretty selfish
Cocked the hammer, but caught the whole jookz on camera
That 2005 fire right
can't front on this
It's that shit son you know it
Aiyyo, aiyyo the gates of hell, call it a jail blizzard
Waitin and and waitin for a visit now
The felons is crazy, at the Timberlands
Your name is John, be callin you Quinton
Seven six, lights out, break out
Do you understand what I'm about
Ass be caught in the system, hoardin the cigarettes
Givin out threats, givin out bitch threats
You can't escape, you face the nightmare
Tell the Joe no cause they don't fight fair
Handcuffs, don't make a man
call it justice, but there's just one us - damn!
I even want to say it
They don't want no on us
Stay in class, get kicked out of class
That's right Flavor boy, in your face
That's right DeVante they can't on this
They can't on this DeVante, they can't front on this right?
Yo can't front on this, aiyyo
Yo Fido, whassup Fido, can't front on this?
can't front on this, that's right
Holla at boy, holla at your boy, holla at your boy