Luyện nghe bài hát Triple Up

Dipset, Killa, what it is

I done stopped and styled hummers, rock for wild
The nerve in me, courtesy of Crocodile Hunter
(That's right)
mean the croke-adile, see ya'll, niggaz, chokin' now
Know my style, you know I style, get money

Crip, piece, I swear you come over child
Garage, Benz, Lamborghini, fouls
Red, blue, green like the frog
Don't be mad at dog, out the catalog

Bracelet switched to bangles, medallions shit just
Chain twist and tangle, you'll get and mangled
Hit from angels, I you we equipped with angles
Can't find you, your girl her wrists and ankles

Show her the click clicker, yet six figures
Ask her where nigga bitch, he a bitch, nigga
The big picture, get figures, my glitter
Get with her, in the basement longer than Big

Triple up, trey eight, four tucked
Get some weight on your ass, give nickels up
This is for my fly ice
Kilo breast, chicken wing, fried rice

Quadruple up, five on me, you stupid fuck
Take your ass up the block, doggy, the is us
is for my Benjamin, bitches
You don't need 'em, get money scam, bitches

Ayo, clique is soft, my wrist is frost
I just pick a Porsche, guns we strap 'em on then, we 'em off
(Pap, pap, pap, pap)
Got a sickenin' loft, you how much the kitchen cost
Your bitch and boss, get 'em crossed, best bet don't me off

horse, a lot of niggaz I did endorse
Or course makes me nauseous when they the force
force I call is the Holocaust
Holla scholar, bodies when the dollars tossed
(35 hundred)

Hot stove, jelly jar, soda
Hot water, mask, gloves, can't the odor
But I make the quota, hate cats that older
Remember back in the days, man them is over

it might seem I'm sellin' ya'll a pipe dream
Wolf tickets, been a legend since nineteen
And that was in the 1990's
You late, homeboy I kept them 19's
Killa,

Triple up, trey eight, four tucked
Get some on your ass, give them nickels up
This is for my fly ice
Kilo breast, chicken wing, fried niggaz

Quadruple up, five on me, you stupid fuck
Take ass up the block, doggy, the stoop is us
is for my Benjamin, bitches
You don't need 'em, get money credit scam,

I came a long way from getting by a white jury
Look at my neck, all you see hang white
I triple the chain, the wrist
game, the same night I through triples and split

I get menage et tua, the triple the
Got 'em on a triple beam takin' trips the bricks
My clique, the weight watchers, we wait for niggaz watches
Or watch niggaz with weight with cake in they
Raping pockets and taking they projects

If you flip like T-Mobile, I could you a sidekick
Shit, you see a profit one day off of my
You gotta go triple to say it's my shit
But for now get ya up

How you talk about triple when you still to double up
This the bubble music, hoes with the bubble
Bubble coke and they bubble coke to cop that bubble

Triple up, eight, four nickel tucked
Get weight on your ass, give them nickels up
This is for my fly ice
Kilo breast, wing, fried rice niggaz

Quadruple up, triple five on me, you fuck
your ass up the block, doggy, the stoop is us
This is for my Benjamin,
You don't need 'em, get credit scam, bitches