Luyện nghe bài hát Walk Witt Me

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

One]
Yo, I don't think you what I mean
When I aks you to Witt Me, I got the hawk wit me
No wit me, in the yard wit my dickies (whoo!)
Young but I you of somebody in the sixties
I knew it was on our God was shown
But I was caught up in the mix of glittery shit
A.T. him and makin' mils wit it (damn!), I ain't mad
But shit wasn't me (nah), had to get up off that
Jewelry and Cristal, talk that
They my niggaz though, I ain't mad, I ain't
To this day him and got the best show (word up)
Ya I'm sayin' yo fuck yo yo yo, yo feel me though
Back wit my niggaz, are
X blew it up, before Eve was a star
We are the streets, they couldn't for it
Interscope couldn't to get a plate for it
night, couldn't wait to get a date for it
Not, we sold gold
Finally reached platinum status and that is
Still in the hood, tryin' to learn the biz
dropped a solo they lovin' his voice
I'm his shit but the hood thought it was moist
Styles P Gangsta and a Gentleman
Hard, no to speak but the promotion was weak
Sheek had solo plans
Till I a freestyle in the studio with some a my mans
Lobson tweaked that, Mario leaked
Your shit hot you could bring the muhfuckin back
Nah, I dunno I'm just tryin' get a
Sit behind the desk you know, watch a cable
Put my lil' man out, throw a few out
Get some pop music, put a rock band out
Got wit my nigga K, and Whop
Green Lantern had my shit on the (Hold me down)
Killed it in Flex now these labels tryin' to jump on our
If we could get album we'll sign D-Block
P and Kiss was like fuck we gettin' you off
We up in there, the of these labels is soft
had a meetin' or two
Brought us to the you-N-I-V-E-are-S-A-L, what up
why'all aks for it now I hit you in the
I will sleep in my bed you 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 Enuff, S&S, Capone
Chubby Chub, Sight for and it's on

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