Luyện nghe bài hát We 'Bout To Blow

Uhh Uh Uhhhh!
Yeah!
Def Jam Yeah!! (come on)
Ruff Yeah!! (come on)
Def Jam Yeah!! (come on)
Ruff Yeah!! (come on)
Def Jam Yeah!! (come on)
Ruff Yeah!! (come on)

x 2]
Bloodline, we to blow (WHAT!)
Ryders, we bout to blow (WHAT!)
Vacant Lot, we bout to (WHAT!)
Man, bitch-ass niggaz don't know

I'm just gonna stick to the 'cause you know how that shit go
to the flip dog, kitten don't let go
Get that shit yo, wrong or me
Dog for life and its on
Why'all make money, money, money
My Niggaz money, money, money
Bloodline, get down I love mine
I can put my life on the at least one time
Cats don't know nothing, but frontin
I'm a pump pump it up like Joe
Dark Man, bang your head with the man
Tryna at shorty, you still tryna talk man
Sometimes niggaz is worse than the
So I'm a holla at you, but first the stitches
Cats don't know who you fucking
'til you fucking X and you stuck in shit

x 2]
Bloodline, we bout to (WHAT!)
Ruff Ryders, we to blow (WHAT!)
Vacant Lot, we bout to (WHAT!)
Man, bitch-ass niggaz don't know

[Big
Yo Grease I need this beat, no
I just got shit I need to get off my chest
around and I see the rap game is a mess
So chromes, now they getting me vexed
Upset and insane in how the game gonna shit
Sounding the same, and it's a ma shame
lames think they flow so sick, getting excited
Yeah got a sick flow, its called the "Young Hoe Virus"
BUT, let me back into character
Be got so hot, never been an
Ask the locals, Boy its
Never Stop my flow, to go pro, you know
Check the history, started with the
Now I'm running the line, four time, no mystery
Dog, tryna me to get in the door
But since the door don't open enough, we rippin it off

x 2]
Bloodline, we to blow (WHAT!)
Ryders, we bout to blow (WHAT!)
Vacant Lot, we to blow (WHAT!)
Man, bitch-ass niggaz just know

Dog, gonna be Dog, how I get down
Step up, nigga, sit down, put shit down (AIGHT!!!)
ain't even built for the circus, I'm about to pop this nigga
(DOG, It worth it)
Tah, yeah you right, soon as your man make it at night
be there, aight?? (then what??)
Everything stops, money on the light, and Pa Pop Pop Pop!!!

Stan]
None stop ringing out, cowards hit the ground
I came to get if you came to get down
the pound up, niggaz want to what with us
Bloodline and the dog I trust, so for the dog I
That thang, catch me while I'm up in the truck that thang
Dog get the word, it's a must I bang
And me, I'm gonna do my motherfuck'n thang

x 2]
Bloodline, we to blow (WHAT!)
Ryders, we bout to blow (WHAT!)
Vacant Lot, we bout to (WHAT!)
Man, bitch-ass niggaz just know

Yeah! Come on man, ya niggaz don't know what the fuck this is!