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 take a sip of yak, I want to fuck
I a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck
But what's amazing 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 chaser
Turn nothing to something now that's a savior
Best things are green now pimp and get your
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 Sunday
Better than a that say yes to soon
Until you have a daughter, what I call karma
And you pray to god she don't breasts too soon.
Projects to' up, gang is thrown up
Niggas hats off that's how we grow up
Why else you think shorty's write just to blow up?
Get first car and then IRS show up
He ain't never had shit but he had that
Nigga come through flickin' and he had that
Put two and two together in a little bad
Gon' be a whole family on funeral line
Ask the reverend was the strip club cool if my tips send a pretty girl through school
That's all I want like wino's want they whiskey
I ain't in the Klan, but I brought my hood me

You better do your job and roll up and watch how we roll up and
I can't control it, can't hold it, it's so
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
Towel under the door smoke until the 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
Best things are green now pimp and get paper
High off the instead of skyscraper
Too low thinkin' we local, come on homie, we

I heard the beat and I ain't know what to
line, should it be about the hos or the ice?
Four-four's or black Christ? Both flows be nice
Rap about big or the black man's 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 years since a nigga signed
Now I'm a agent
And I'm thinking it's
To build my very own
Cause rappers be deprived of 9 to 5s
And it to see these companies be stealing the life
And I love to give my sweat and tears to the mic
So y'all copped the LPs and y'all got dealt
I'm Jackson on the balcony where King got killed
I survived the livest around
Lasting longer than more than of you clowns
Look, I used to cook I had the game took
Either way my change like Sam Cooke.

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

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