Luyện nghe bài hát We Major

You better do your job and roll up and watch how we roll up and
I can't control it, can't hold it, so nuts
I a sip of that yak, I want to fuck
I take a hit of that chronic, it got me
But really what's amazing is how I keep
under the door smoke until the days end
Puff, puff then pass, don't up rotation
Hypnotic for Henny, now nigga that's chaser
Turn nothing to now pimpin' that's a savior
things are green now pimp and get your paper
High off the instead of skyscraper
Too low thinkin' we local, come on homie, we

We (come on, homie, we major)

Feeling better than some head on a afternoon
Better than a that say yes to soon
Until you have a daughter, that's what I karma
And you pray to god she don't grow too soon.
Projects to' up, signs is thrown up
hats broke off that's how we grow up
Why else you think shorty's write rhymes to blow up?
Get they first car and IRS show up
He ain't never had shit but he had nine
Nigga through flickin' and he had that shine
Put two and two together in a little bad
Gon' be a whole on that funeral line
Ask the reverend was the strip club cool if my help send a pretty girl through school
That's all I want like want they good whiskey
I ain't in the Klan, but I brought my with me

You motherfuckers better do your job and up and watch how we roll up and
I can't it, can't hold it, it's so nuts
I take a sip of that yak, I to fuck
I take a hit of that chronic, it got me
But really what's amazing is how I keep
under the door smoke until the days end
Puff, puff then pass, fuck up rotation
Hypnotic for Henny, now nigga that's chaser
Turn nothing to something now pimpin' a savior
things are green now pimp and get your paper
High off the ground instead of
Too low we local, come on homie, we major

I heard the and I ain't know what to write
First line, should it be the hos or the ice?
Four-four's or black Christ? Both would be nice
Rap big paper or the black man's plight
At the studio console my man to the right
What this verse sound like, I freestyle or write?
He said, Nas, what the fans is Illmatic, Stillmatic
up the pad and pencil and jotted what I feel
Been 12 years since a nigga first signed
Now I'm a agent
And I'm thinking time
To build my very own
Cause rappers be of executive 9 to 5s
And it hurts to see companies be stealing the life
And I love to give my blood and tears to the mic
So y'all copped the LPs and fiends got dealt
I'm Jesse Jackson on the where King got killed
I survived the livest around
Lasting longer than than half of you clowns
Look, I used to cook before I had the took
Either way my change like Sam Cooke.

Feeling better than I ever felt before
Like better late than never is
Still we can make it better all your cares away

You motherfuckers better do your job and up and watch how we roll up and
I can't control it, can't hold it, it's so
I take a sip of that yak, I to fuck
I a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck
But really amazing is how I keep blazing
Towel under the door until the days end
Puff, puff then pass, fuck up rotation
Hypnotic for Henny, now nigga your chaser
Turn nothing to something now that's a savior
Best things are green now pimp and get paper
High off the ground instead of
Too low thinkin' we local, on homie, we major