Luyện nghe bài hát We Major

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

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 call
And you to god she don't grow breasts too soon.
Projects to' up, gang is thrown up
Niggas hats off that's how we grow up
Why else you shorty's write rhymes just to blow up?
Get they car and then IRS show up
He ain't had shit but he had that nine
Nigga come through flickin' and he had shine
Put two and two together in a bad weather
Gon' be a whole family on that 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 my hood with me

You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up and 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 want to
I take a hit of that chronic, it got me
But really what's amazing is how I blazing
Towel under the door until the days end
Puff, puff then pass, fuck up rotation
Hypnotic for Henny, now nigga that's your
Turn to something now pimpin' that's a savior
things are green now pimp and get your paper
High off the ground of skyscraper
Too low thinkin' we local, on homie, we major

I heard the and I ain't know what to write
First line, it be about the hos or the ice?
or black Christ? Both flows would be nice
Rap about big paper or the black plight
At the studio console asked my man to the
What this verse sound like, I freestyle or write?
He said, Nas, what the fans want is Illmatic,
Picked up the pad and pencil and jotted what I
Been like 12 since a nigga first signed
Now I'm a free
And I'm thinking time
To my very own Motown
Cause be deprived of executive 9 to 5s
And it hurts to see companies be stealing the life
And I love to give my sweat and tears to the mic
So y'all copped the LPs and fiends got dealt
I'm Jesse on the balcony where King got killed
I the livest niggas around
longer than more than half of you clowns
Look, I used to cook I had the game took
Either way my change like Sam Cooke.

Feeling than I ever felt before today
better late than never is orientation
Still we can make it better throwing all your cares

You motherfuckers do your job and roll 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 yak, I want to fuck
I take a hit of chronic, it got me stuck
But really what's is how I keep blazing
Towel under the smoke until the days end
Puff, puff then pass, don't fuck up
Hypnotic for Henny, now nigga that's your
Turn nothing to something now pimpin' a savior
Best things are green now and get your paper
off the ground instead of skyscraper
Too low we local, come on homie, we major