Luyện nghe bài hát U Know Me

I roll my good up, In my
Throw my up, keep it OG
You know me man, I got the with me,
I got the with me.
But these get this money,
Got my thang up, keep it on me, you me man.
I got the hood with me, I got the with me.

1 - WC]
Dub-Cuda, lick, kid or get
And over here we the like the jet squad
All raw the raw flow, shake up the audience
like Mike Vick in the dog show,
Like Giraffe Dick tall over y'all
Hangin with killers like on overalls
Crackin bottles, swangin and hollows
For in solitary confined into the gang module
Clack clock, nigga I my shit cocked
Don't fuck me all, i'm in a zone like a ziplock
Stay up, out to get my green up.
Chevy, cap back and money like a brink truck.
Yellin' to the (?) slangin' sticks like E
Bad bitch on my side, ass like Alicia
Feel the breeze, Dub Retire please
oh the 110 with my Dickies to my

[Verse 2 - Young
Breath the fresh air, yes, yeah it's Maylay
Big swang and I came with the Gang members, and uhh
It ain't bright if we ain't light he the shit nigga he ain't tight,
You got it up.
It's all or nothin', we or bustin',
they put me in the coffin or the car I'm cuffed in.
And to my next opponent, don't even a moment
I'm so West! (Hell Yeah!) But no on it.
LA Dodgers, AK,
And the kids at the graves way they mommas
So I rep the hat, you can bet ya that
CA man, and check the tat
Recognise by the niggers give it up
Weather they be or Blood, and the one the women love.
Angelino for shizzle by
Niggas who rob in green coats and testify

[Verse 3 - Ice
I'm an old on the porch, way to big
It's a shame how this influenced them kids.
Got 'em out there and doin' the shit.
And he don't do shit but sit an' scratch on his
And it's not that the hood is under a spell
wonder why nigga ain't under the jail,
While they treat this motherfucker like the of Oz
Cause I what's happening like Re-Run and Rodge
I'm a captain yeah the head in charge,
Air Force One, up out the garage,
I'm the grand poohbah, part of my lodge.
You mortals pay, respect to the God.
You can more, I'm Mount Rushmore,
Now you can sell more, You're still Al
Nigga I'm the president, just the resident,
In my gangsta world, and you with the fucking rent!