Luyện nghe bài hát Three The Hard Way

See Quick, I told you man, once we get a man
Shit this right here
I got my Black for me, uh
I got my R.O.C. for me, uh

And y'all know who the I be
And for a long time, I niggaz been taking so so Def for a joke
But I guess that's why we
And y'all niggaz

Y'all got one to flow, I let y'all know
While stretch your mouth, I stretch my dough
Also stretch the doors on my
Long as the

mine, a Phenomenon Mr. Smith style
You get, uh, oh, here he is now
Dot to the O caughted, blow your down
Dot to the C, you're me now?

Anyhow y'all niggaz can't up
I'm to get my cheddar and who ever mess it up?
Then I'mma blow these out, wet 'em up
For my like DMX who pound like Kurupt

And Snoopy in the club getting at the
Stash the uzi tonight, flash the
And just up we can't be touched
All my niggaz say, "What we don't give a

B-boy style, hot tical
Four, cal, check into the profile of a killa
Sonny my mellow, my ace playa get on the
and rock it please

I'm y'all niggaz feel the heat homie
None of y'all know me
Three a niggaz like T.O.N.Y.
All up in your spot like Navy Seals, wave steel

Lay shit down, clown, I'm for real
Spittin' Crips for chips, plant in your whip
I bring the pain to the game on the real tip
Hittin' niggaz just JFK

For the pounds and the bricks and yay, what I say?
Squeezing off, just to mash and off
Y'all motherfuckers shouldn't be so
Oh, you too type thug niggaz, you'll be so

Frump niggaz, yo, I got no love,
Expect the worse, yo, it, can make you see the hearse
Tell I'm about to break the button for the nurse
Niggaz want it but they think they do
And soldiers should fuck with me and my crew, who?

You know I'm gonna make dance when I step in the club
Well, I another way to make 'em put their hands up
I drop the beat on, I the heat on
I got this party niggaz, we lock the corners

You know I'm gonna make them when I step in the club
Well, I know another way to 'em put their hands up
I drop the on, I cock the heat on
I got this party niggaz, we lock the corners

it come again, the Timbaland lacer
You in the faces, Detroit hates us
Take us, come the hard shit, rock jewelry
Mr. Antarctic

Watch an artist, move regardless of the
your automatic
So the safest thing for you to do is shut the up
Let my do this, uh, like this niggaz from the bricks and uh

You want NWK to get to ya
So you heard we make believers out of
Now we make murder out of sleepers
S to the motherfuckers, O to the S to the damned
O to the D to the E F uck you we buck you
Y'all can't touch us

Assume my 'cause papermaking's a must
Straight mangle motherfuckers it's time to bust
Lace with angel dust, all up in your spot
We got no things with us, kind of

Don't fuck around and get in a verbal onslaught
'Cause I'm label bills and my man Too $hort , oh, Lord
down one more time
For motherfuckers, who out on the run

I gotta get mine daily, can't let these motherfuckers me
That's just the way my mama me
Top size rider from the get go, to spit flows
And keep niggaz on their tiptoes

I goes to the extremity blind with and Hennessey
I know you don't remember me
Got the flow and I stay diamond setted
Running over tracks I'm Libyan, here's the past

a pussy, cash see her bounce
Shaking, moving, waiting, sipping the
What's up with that? None of y'all niggaz can fuck Black
Motherfucker your focus at?
JD, my my ace, get on the mic and come rock, please

Nigga, I feel like why you gon if ain't on time
And ain't no need in out, if you ain't gonna shine
That's why I am like I am mine and y'all sick
While y'all keep it real, we it rich

clowning, pounding, riding around in
Some of the most shit to ever hit the town
out how you like me now and I'm gettin' busier
I platinum while y'all get dizzier

The difference between y'all is I get 'em out of seats
And my techniques is out of your reach
Live and direct from the Peach
Where we make hits, deep grits and steak, laced
We never hit the breaks, just to speed, stay in the lead
Y'all don't wanna with me?