Luyện nghe bài hát U da Man

f/ Big Dru Ha, Havoc,
[ 1: 5ft. Excellerator ]
What, here comes the 5
Patch a crooked I, comin straight out of
9-19, I
When I wanna puff a mad l I got the dutch hidden in my
Then I my man Reels
we start the El Dorados and pick us up a fat bag of drills
Always the nine cocked
Just in case a nigga feels an appetite for some nice lock
a nigga from a chin
Now his ass is in, hit the cause he said it a sin

[ 2: Big Dru Ha ]
Well, the ill Caucasian, check the invasion
to White Plains, the world in seven days and
Back in town with the Black Smif-N-Wessun
flex next, swing one, that's all she wrote
Get the point to the joint, now bendin for the soap
Like my bitch, fuck a bitch quick, then I vanish
I always get the pussy I tell em that I'm Spanish
Chill, lay low, I'm throwin in celo
losin dough so now they gots to bet a kilo
Mines for the takin, never fakin I kick it
Girls be on my jock, they want a so they lick it
Rip it from the back, bust a nut in her
Big Dru Ha lye and I'm out, black

[ (2X) ]
Now you the man, now you the man, now you the man
Now you the man, now you the man

[ VERSE 3: ]
Niggaz regret it when they get wetted with the automatic
When I the streets I pack a Tec for protection
You know the deal, nowadays shit is
Kid, I had it up to here, muthafuckas better
on the block, yes, kid, we get busy
Front on my and get bust open like a fuckin Philly
muthafuckas on the mic get violated
A rhyme a rhyme if it ain't crime-related
I'm bustin raps like a nigga caps
I grab the mic, cock it and kick the fuckin facts
Stompin niggaz out my black Timbs
Leavin niggaz crippled with limbs
A slug in the brain you tried to sham
You you was the man, you fuckin coward

[ 4: Tek ]
I'm with my ill niggaz troopin down Av
Three blunts plus there's weed in the stash
Timb boots as the l gets sparked
the (? ) from the street, it's flames movin in the dark
I've had it up to here with y'all weak-ass
Bucktown, of the Originoo Gun Clappaz
The name's Smif-N-Wessun and representin lovely
Smif joins the forces if you try to rob me
And I got his back, leave your body flat
It's time to knuckle up, your grill, fuck that
Timberlands up the ass of A&R's
You gettin surgery tryin to up the scars
You pussy (? ) bwoy, (? ) watch ya stand
comin, lettin you know who's the man

[ (2X) ]
Now you the man, now you the man, now you the man
Now you the man, now you the man

[ VERSE 5: ]
These niggaz is crazy, but I get real rough, no
Runnin with Black Moon, Smif-N-Wessun
The boy's crazy, roll Mobb Deep
Bring in Havoc, so get dramatic and get in a heartbeat
Bits and pieces when I release the
These type of tunes me consumed in a rubberroom
Now I with Buckshot, what the fuck, ock
I got nuff so you can get the fat cock

[ 6: Buckshot Shorty ]
I've got 1, 2, 3, let me know if you're for me
Lawd, you must your hands upon the mic and let em know
About the flow you rip and stick it cause you must get wicked
Never to (? ) lyrical gangster, not lyrical prankster, see
Straight from the head of Buckshot hittin em real
Mi never come fi short, mi a-fi shoot di mic
You gwan fall like di Babylon on
Taught by my nigga Screwface how you
Let my nigga Bass me who take who place
up and up, side up and up, black
Yo chill, parlay, god, ain't ready for that
They ain't ready for
Everybody wan fly and get but nobody wan die, why

Hey yo up, kid
That's not that
Word,

[ (4X) ]
Now you the man, now you the man, now you the man
Now you the man, now you the man