Luyện nghe bài hát U Need It

(*talking*)
Whaaaaa, what's (alright, alright)
It's Lil' B.Gizzle, Tuck (yes sir, Bear)
It's from New Orleans, AKA Chopper
All the way to T-Town, you know what I'm
And you know how a rocking, uh-huh
It's real on this end, you me uh-huh
It's real in the field, you I'm saying believe it

[B.G.]
I'm off the block, love me cause I keep it real
Hustlers respect me, I spit everything that they live
I got a connect with the pills, and the dro
I get that soon as it hit Miami, off the boat
I got a glock I keep it on me, I ever slip
Seventeen ain't enough, I rock with that extended
Thirty minus four, that's 26 so it jam
Run up if you want, you run straight that blam-blam
Blucka-blucka this Chopper City, forget it nigga
I live and breathe this real shit, you feel it nigga
I be playing, when I tell you I be thugged out
Mouth full of gold and bows, I be thugged out
I gon change, I don't give a fuck if I'm Donald Trump
I'll always represent Uptown, V.L. where I'm from
It's City in New Orleans, better ask around
Niggaz'll tell you, nigga B.Gizzle hold it down

- 2x]
You need it, up on him
He hating, up on him
He plotting, up on him
mercy, to no opponent
War better for it, guns is what
Shock him, a cord
Guerillas, not

[Big
Get it how you live, be or pay the bill
a nigga or get drilled, kill a nigga or get killed
Niggaz be hating black, if you hate it you hating

Stomp feet like alley cats, be on guard for all
know what's up, the best set up's a yellow slut
If you set up by a slut, be ashamed and chop her up
That bitch was out of line, to show naked spine
Don't leave no blood behind, use barets and
Say ain't tripping on shit, got that shine and gliss
Watching them watching this, make other teams
Swear to God I got a lot of niggaz, I swear to God all gorillas
I swear to God they'll kill a nigga, specialize in end a temper
You simple you don't want none of me, kind of Tuck you me
You can't bite no mics me, fa sho can't box like me
War we done been in a few, who knew how many minds we
Coming to the Avenue, you beefing bitch it'll happen to you

- 2x]

[50/50
It's like Jeeper the Creeper, my will eat ya
The feature delete ya, then put you in a box like
Put you in a box sneakers, if you try to box I'll beat ya
My house or your I'll meet ya, discombobulate your facial features
They gon have to get like teachers, step on you frauds like bleachers
Try to play hard but soft as peaches, your OG's will prolly us
I display the Mack-90, you gon have to poo-poo
Shit-shit then doo-doo, like you drunk a of Yoo-hoo
Babies oh boo-goo, got a boo-boo
Have control of what you do, or will do you
Press charges then sue you, for getting on my who-doo
Lick shots when I through, you got that chump now flee-shoo

- 2x]