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)
Ryders 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 to blow (WHAT!)
Man, bitch-ass niggaz don't know

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

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

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

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

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

[Big
None stop shots ringing out, hit the ground
I came to get down if you came to get
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 with that thang
Dog get the word, it's a that I bang
And trust me, I'm gonna do my motherfuck'n

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

Yeah! Come on man, ya niggaz know what the fuck this shit is!