Luyện nghe bài hát We Major

You motherfuckers 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 chronic, it got me stuck
But what's amazing 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 your chaser
nothing to something now pimpin' that's a savior
Best things are green now and get your paper
off the ground instead of skyscraper
Too low thinkin' we local, come on homie, we

We (come on, homie, we major)

Feeling better than some on a Sunday afternoon
Better than a that say yes to soon
Until you have a daughter, that's I call karma
And you to god she don't grow breasts too soon.
Projects to' up, gang signs is up
hats broke off that's how we grow up
Why else you think shorty's rhymes just to blow up?
Get they first car and then IRS up
He ain't never had shit but he had that
Nigga come through flickin' and he had that
Put two and two in a little bad weather
be a whole family on that funeral line
Ask the reverend was the strip club cool if my tips help send a pretty through school
That's all I want like wino's want they whiskey
I ain't in the Klan, but I my hood with me

You motherfuckers better do your job and up and watch how we roll up and
I can't control it, can't it, it's so nuts
I take a sip of that yak, I want to
I a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck
But really what's is how I keep blazing
Towel the door smoke until the days end
Puff, puff then pass, fuck up rotation
Hypnotic for Henny, now that's your chaser
Turn nothing to something now pimpin' a savior
Best things are green now pimp and get paper
High off the instead of skyscraper
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 about the hos or the
Four-four's or black Christ? flows would be nice
Rap about big paper or the black plight
At the console asked my man to the right
What this verse sound like, should I freestyle or
He said, Nas, what the want is Illmatic, Stillmatic
up the pad and pencil and jotted what I feel
Been like 12 years since a nigga first
Now I'm a free
And I'm thinking it's
To build my own Motown
rappers be deprived of executive 9 to 5s
And it hurts to see these companies be stealing the
And I love to give my blood and tears to the mic
So y'all the LPs and y'all fiends got dealt
I'm Jesse on the balcony where King got killed
I survived the niggas around
Lasting longer than more than half of you
Look, I used to cook before I had the game
Either way my came like Sam Cooke.

better than I ever felt before today
Like better than never is orientation
Still we can it better throwing all your cares away

You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up and 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 want to
I take a hit of that chronic, it got me
But what's amazing is how I keep blazing
Towel under the door smoke the days end
Puff, puff then pass, don't up rotation
Hypnotic for Henny, now that's your chaser
Turn nothing to now pimpin' that's a savior
Best things are green now pimp and get paper
High off the instead of skyscraper
Too low thinkin' we local, on homie, we major