Luyện nghe bài hát Thought @ Work

Yo, where the freaks at? at me
You wanna see Then jump on it
And to the chumps who think might want it
I might spot ride and dump on it
And send a of boys to that corner of yours
And role out a nigga slumped on it
You see fall back son
Me and Shock up in a black Regal no
We DEA serving warrants
So the freaks you know to stop whorin'
We gon' the mics and get 'em off the wall
So e'rybody in here can snorin'
Yo the safe Money unlock it, pull it out your pocket
Ben Banniker Bay the Al Morrocan
Black on capitals like the sovereign
Girls get eyes back up out the sockets
Focus, flawless, New York to
To lands where my feet ain't even the soil yet
a movement, the rap solution
It thumps so hard we got 'em world wide usin'
Tracks from Black for
The role of captain by Samuel L. Jackson
Yo ill that's cold and morbid
But when I'm in your you soul absorb it
A raw nigga won't fold or forfeit
A thorough gonna enforce it
Tariq's the beats at
And where the people out their at
For what? Cause on it
I'm like Aqua man and Hornet
I'm like but don't flaunt it
Dog, master thespian
Ho-telling-est, elin-est,
Fuck getting money for real, get
Black on the grind AM to the PM
Splash up up the X-5 B.M
Motive the philly mob we in
hearts, yo we not them
What up T3 nigga Bahtem
the M-Ill get home we're gonna win
First one to cats with no chin
The mic the hold remain smokin'
And ladies up in the place is wide
For real you know what I'm talking
Pull it out your

You feel this shit as they throw it on
You feel this joint this is your new song
You at the dancehall, you got it on
It's time to show it off so your hands up
it out yo
You feel this soon as they throw it on
You feel joint this is your new favorite song
You at the dancehall, you got it on
time to show it off y'all niggas know whats up

Yo here go the rapper of the year, of the rap
Come from South Philly where the are clapped huh?
and you will answer to Black
You a thug not there's the answer to that
Lee ya, boxed silly with the hands attack
Cancel your flip, dismantle your trap huh?
Wanna pack handle your strap
You a schmuck type, your man in the back
I'm outstanding and I'm outspoken
Wild out take fools out without
If I run out of I'm going out poking
On a with sis we going out stroking
And the shot is
The is the romantic
And to the freaks in the if you're ready to bounce
We can go to the flat get tantric
Yeah, you the name Tariq, any questions?
Street hip-hop I bring forth the
You see pulling up deep
With but dimes inside of my jeep
I'm not to get in VIP cocksucker prick
Suck a dick I'mma floss for the of it
say the bro Black be on some other shit
Nigga talk like you work for the
My words like Barnes & Noble
Spit hot flames that'll harm your
Spit thought I'm a bomb your local
Neighborness, for a ten mile
Well every ghetto craving this new
My unstable and I'm just too handsome
I bang the best around
Who can test the when I finesse the sound
Here the controller

You feel this shit as they throw it on
You feel this this is your new favorite song
You at the dancehall, you got it on
It's time to it off so throw your hands up
it out yo
You this shit soon as they throw it on
You feel this this is your new favorite song
You at the dancehall, it's to show it off
You got it going on, y'all know whats up