Luyện nghe bài hát Walk Witt Me

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

[Verse
Yo, I don't think you understand what I
When I aks you to Walk Witt Me, I got the wit me
No talk wit me, in the wit my dickies (whoo!)
Young but I remind you of somebody in the
I it was on when our God was shown
But I was caught up in the mix of some shit
A.T. him and Mase mils wit it (damn!), I ain't mad
But that shit me (nah), had to get up off that
and Cristal, couldn't talk that
They my niggaz though, I ain't mad, I hatin'
To this day him and Busta got the show (word up)
Ya know I'm sayin' yo fuck yo yo yo, yo me though
wit my niggaz, Double are
Before X blew it up, Eve was a star
We are the streets, they couldn't for it
couldn't wait to get a plate for it
Grammy night, couldn't wait to get a for it
Not, we sold over
Finally reached platinum status and that is
in the hood, still tryin' to learn the biz
Jadakiss a solo they lovin' his voice
I'm lovin' his shit but the hood thought it was
Styles P dropped Gangsta and a
Hard, no to speak but the promotion was weak
never had solo plans
Till I dropped a freestyle in the studio with a my mans
tweaked that, Mario leaked that
Your shit hot you could bring the muhfuckin streets
Nah, I dunno I'm tryin' get a label
Sit behind the desk you know, a lil' cable
Put my man out, throw a few grand out
Get into pop music, put a rock band out
Got wit my nigga K, and Whop
Lantern had my shit on the block (Hold me down)
Killed it in Flex now these labels tryin' to jump on our
If we could get Sheek album sign D-Block
P and Kiss was fuck that we gettin' you off
We up in there, the rest of these labels is
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
Feel me you truttin' I'm a hit you wit the lead
And leave your whole shit flatter the first broke head
Thanks to niggaz it couldn't be
Without Envy, Whoo Kid, Kid and Ron G
My nigga Enuff, S&S,
Chubby Chub, Sight for Sound and on

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