Luyện nghe bài hát We Got This Locked

(featuring Bundles)

[Joe
Nah mean, fuck (Joey!)
King of New (It's, it's)
It's (It's that On Top...)
Still talkin that shit...(We got locked, it's in the pocket)
Niggaz be cheatin and with their little bullshit 16's (We got this
locked, in the pocket....Jerze!)
...I'm cheatin' too, it (Hold up...)

forreal chief, go ahead, get up out my grill piece
'fore you hear the gat when I shoot the steel piece
emcee? That's a small thang (Why?)
I'm like a tree
I stand there...and let my balls hang (Nigga!)
A few niggaz want me in a cell y'all (Oh!)
Far as these rap niggaz go, I never felt
Here's what I'ma y'all (Tell 'em what nigga?)
I'm Randy Johnson, I ain't from New York, but I'ma y'all
Help with the game, lock in a noose (Nahhh!)
That nigga's a faggot, I don't with dude
Here's what the do (It'll...)
It'll have your 5 senses all -n- screwed
Soon as it and shoot (With!)
Ice, Chanel, Girbauds, pipin' out their (Oh!)
Captain niggaz, recyclin' their bars (But!)
Niggaz got ice in the hood wear it
With the snub on some Ying Yang shit, you hear it (Nigga!)

Bundles]
Yo...listen I got an for my mouth...
I been shot yet (Nahhh)
Swolderin' fever, and y'all get hot yet
Brand new Geneva that I get rocked yet (Uh huh)
I'm still on the corner, I ain't sail on a yet (Forreal)
So my hunger is different from you expect
I'm morally extortin' niggaz, I'ma my respect
See love to see you twisted (So?)
So the plan is, Laurel record, take niggaz bitches (Right)
It's a man's world, these is bitches (Right)
I'm robbin' rap's piggy bank, over the riches (Schieeeet!)
They say stars are born and not
Chain of command, are earned, they're not gave
Number one to the 48th laid
the master and I'ma hang 'em like a slave (Schieeeet!)
The brave awards
Say my name, you to get shot
You hard for yours....EHHHHH!