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)
Ryders Yeah!! (come on)

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

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

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

[Big
Yo Grease I need this beat, no
I got some shit I need to get off my chest
around and I see the rap game is a mess
So many chromes, now getting me vexed
Upset and insane in how the game gonna change
Sounding the same, and a ma fucking shame
While lames think they so sick, getting excited
they got a sick flow, its called the "Young Hoe Virus"
BUT, let me fall into character
Be got so hot, been an amateur
Ask the locals, Boy its
Never Stop my flow, to go pro, you know
Check the history, started with the
Now I'm running with the line, four time, no
Dog, tryna me to get in the door
But since the door open wide enough, we rippin it off

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

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

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

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

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