Luyện nghe bài hát Walk Witt Me

(talking)]
Whoo! Haha, yeah!
Uh, this is how I put it on the M-I
Can I, talk to why'all niggaz for a
me, ya know I mean?
I want niggaz to get why'all Coronas, yeah
Get why'all muh'fuckin dutches, light why'all haze up
Grab yak ya know I'm sayin
Get some Courvoisier and all that, some
Matter fact take that shit straight cause I need niggaz to feel me on
Ya know I mean?
Listen,

One]
Yo, I don't think you what I mean
When I aks you to Walk Me, I got the hawk wit me
No talk wit me, in the yard wit my (whoo!)
Young but I you of somebody in the sixties
I knew it was on our God was shown
But I was up in the mix of some glittery shit
A.T. him and Mase mils wit it (damn!), I ain't mad
But shit wasn't me (nah), had to get up off that
and Cristal, couldn't talk that
They my niggaz though, I ain't mad, I ain't
To this day him and Busta got the show (word up)
Ya know I'm yo fuck yo yo yo, yo feel me though
Back wit my niggaz, are
Before X it up, before Eve was a star
We are the streets, they wait for it
Interscope couldn't to get a plate for it
Grammy night, couldn't wait to get a for it
Not, we over gold
Finally reached platinum and near that is
Still in the hood, still tryin' to the biz
Jadakiss dropped a solo lovin' his voice
I'm his shit but the hood thought it was moist
Styles P dropped Gangsta and a
Hard, no need to but the promotion was weak
Sheek never had solo
Till I dropped a freestyle in the studio with a my mans
Lobson tweaked that, Mario that
Your shit hot you could bring the streets back
Nah, I dunno I'm just get a label
Sit the desk you know, watch a lil' cable
Put my man out, throw a few grand out
Get into some pop music, put a rock out
Got wit my nigga K, and Whop
Green Lantern had my shit on the (Hold me down)
Killed it in Flex now these tryin' to jump on our cock
If we could get Sheek album we'll sign
P and was like fuck that we gettin' you off
We up in there, the rest of labels is soft
Mario had a or two
us to the you-N-I-V-E-are-S-A-L, what up Sue?
why'all aks for it now I hit you in the
I will in my bed you don't woke the dead
me you keep truttin' I'm a hit you wit the lead
And leave your shit flatter than the first broke head
Thanks to why'all niggaz it be
Without Envy, Kid, cool Kid and Ron G
My nigga Enuff, S&S,
Chub, Sight for Sound and it's on

(talking)]
Wordup this street shit here mayn
Ya I mean?
I why'all niggaz dawg
why'all a lot of shit possible
I gave the heat, why'all distributed the shit
why'all bumped that shit, why'all had faith in shit
That's why I why'all shit
Whatever why'all I got why'all niggaz dawg
D-Block. That's street promotion there man
Na mean? Real respect real, hood hood
Gangsta gangsta, gangsta got no love for pussy
Yeah, Idol, ha ha, Vinnie
shit is knockin daddy, yo da next one
on. Yeah, D-Block!
I why'all niggaz. One
Whoo!