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, 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, then pass, don't fuck up rotation
Hypnotic for Henny, now nigga that's your
Turn nothing to now pimpin' that's a savior
Best things are green now pimp and get paper
High off the ground of skyscraper
Too low we local, come on homie, we major

We (come on, homie, we major)

Feeling better than head on a Sunday afternoon
Better than a chick that say yes to
Until you a daughter, that's what I call karma
And you pray to god she grow breasts too soon.
Projects to' up, gang signs is up
hats broke off that's how we grow up
Why else you think write rhymes just to blow up?
Get they first car and 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 little bad
Gon' be a whole on that funeral line
Ask the was the strip club cool if my tips help send a pretty girl through school
That's all I want like wino's they good whiskey
I ain't in the Klan, but I my hood with me

You motherfuckers 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 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 fuck up
Hypnotic for Henny, now nigga that's chaser
Turn to something now pimpin' that's a savior
Best things are green now pimp and get your
High off the instead of skyscraper
Too low thinkin' we local, come on homie, we

I the beat and I ain't know what to write
First line, should it be about the hos or the
Four-four's or black Christ? Both flows be nice
Rap about big or the black man's plight
At the studio asked my man to the right
What this sound like, should I freestyle or write?
He said, Nas, what the fans want is Illmatic,
Picked up the pad and pencil and what I feel
Been like 12 since a nigga first signed
Now I'm a free
And I'm thinking time
To build my own Motown
Cause rappers be deprived of 9 to 5s
And it hurts to see these companies be stealing the
And I love to give my blood sweat and to the mic
So y'all copped the LPs and y'all got dealt
I'm Jesse Jackson on the balcony where got killed
I survived the livest niggas
Lasting than more than half of you clowns
Look, I used to before I had the game took
Either way my change came Sam Cooke.

better than I ever felt before today
Like better late than is orientation
Still we can make it better throwing all cares away

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