Luyện nghe bài hát We Got This

.....[forte & dmx growling]....

[chorus - & dmx]

You wanna bust (you wanna lock fists? ) - dmx in parentheses

! (dmx!)

Be the hottest!

[forte' &
We got this!!! (you hear? !!!!)

We got this! ( nigga! you hear? !!!)

We got this!

[forte' &
Straight up! we it!!!

[forte' - verse

Associated with the razor blade spinners like gym and heavy hitters,
Them gods love banana clips, broads that strip
Candle wax, beamers to whip
And jerk a bitch, to hit ya, for taking pictures!
Thirty two to split ya!
It's all about the when I'm fuckin' wit' ya!
John could ya richer!
Fuck the of bel-air!
I'm known to sell heir, got game like a
Whose trying to add on, it's not addition
You need to revamp! the hottest out the refugee camp!
Run up on you b, and leave seat damp!
And sell stocks slow, high, by low
From up to y.o.
El capitan john,
Get tore down, and the way it go down!
The is like the wild west without the showdown!
Them be like, "what now? !"
Get cut down! the gut down!
Intense heh? and leave you down!
You out! regardless, what round! what now? !!

Unghh!!! my said it!!
Niggas'll get it! the rule!
I'm 'bout to money off - a - li'l somethin', pass the food!
when I'm drunk! I'm a different nigga!
And all you gonna see is a spark, no whiffin' nigga!
I figure like this...it's just me the world!
'cause all my life, it's been the world against earl!
What you think do...when my back's against the wall!!?
Fuck it! get rolled! 'til I fall!
X'll kill 'em all!!! that's they say to me now!
You vermon nigga! in a time where okay to be foul!!
And you it!
It's got john blaze! just it!
And track won't rest, unless x'll put the slug in it!
But, would it fit? ! nah, don't even think that!
This is some shit that I could let go, and right back!
It's like crack, if you cook it, overlook it, so I it!!!
Like a pit, what you get, is what you wit' me so I it!

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[20 pikasoe - verse two]

This make me zone out!
Run up in the party the chrome out!
jerome out, no doubt!
Ice jingling, sons mingling, we bring it in!
baby!
Gotta get this baby!
and 100's baby!
My whole be sonnin' you
What you gonna about wit' a gun in front of you? !
grimy wit' it, slimy wit' it!

Put in the baby, you gone
Too many hard rappers live for
You knew was too on
Me and dmx, change your suit on
Walk dogs, to God bound to live large and get charged, what!?

Unghh! unghh!
If you my dog, you creep I creep!
Eat I eat!
when I sleep!
For real, is deep!
And what you know, will kill you!
x, to forte' niggas will feel you!!

I'm mine more
And few can nine hold
The kick's too strong, y'all do songs, we live on!
to sit on!
I'm to shit on!

Watch y'all talkin' mothafuckas keep walkin' the dogs barkin'!

Ungh! ungh! ungh!

I set the clock!
the glock!
Hit the block!
Rip the rock!
In the sock!
Get the knot!
This is hot!
deny it, you mothafuckas since you know how it go, don't try it!

- 3x]