Luyện nghe bài hát What's Really Good

Uh, uh yeah, we in the fucking building
Diplomats, Guru, Jim Jones, Santana
Freaky, in second half
Shit man, thing we really wanna know right now is
What? Is what's really good? That's the

sickness, child negligence
Homicide fingerprints, evidence, but what?
But shall, respect me bloa, bloa
Clap, clap, pow, pow, bow down,

Be in Columbus never seen Bow Wow,
We big dogs, all on the down
Chow and Mr. lay back
locked up, get 'em out asap

Aight, now boy, not
I a bomb to the court like it's a icey white
I'm real icey right, in the hood
But the question for y'all is really good?

Nothing, see me on fifty five, black it up
A K activated, act stupid, one did act
Mac had to move it, from the hood
really good?

I had to lay 'em down, clip him up, sprayed
Split him up, he the ground, leave, nine stayed around
Outlaw on the street, shot four the three
Southpaw Portuguese, really good?

To all my ladies, ghetto to
Heals, sneakers, slipper
Hello, Diplomats are coming to your
And we wanna know, really good?

All my niggaz, for block
for rock, top for top
Top a top, stash your clocks under the
And wanna know, what's really good?

Okay I admit, I mean they said I was trippin' had to re-edit the
four lead when I'm spitting shots to the head of my victims
Big deserts we to dry out, you in the desert is slippin'

They go through measures to get 'em
Them chains and them the glistening
You got hideouts, a bed in the system
My brethren I miss them, so please me y'all what's really good?

Top of the drop when missing
My block when clickin'
These rocks they glistening
really good?

One forty fifth on this crunk, big forty in my trunk
Big wrists on you chumps, what's really good?
Mostly me and sometimes
But mostly me, oh man, that's one time them

Squally, so through your set up
Let me know if you're good
And let me know if you really

All my ladies, to ghetto
Heals, sneakers, slipper
Hello, Diplomats are coming to your
And we wanna know, what's good?

All my niggaz, for block
for rock, top for top
Top a top, your clocks under the hood
And wanna know, what's really good?

I this beat, drums and bells
of bullets, bodies, guns and shells
I don't talk the verse, wanna cracker
When she on the stand, you probably smack her

wanna clap her, end your day properly
Air the shit out the end of State Property
No run away robber, gunner half of me
The end I see prophecy, what's good?

I'm in the buggy mon', with the on
Air Force Ones, looking like you Charms
Lotta dudes, out fuck me, uh?
I'll blow this dog, what the fuck we on

It's Santana, I'm out the box homey
Straight to the stoop, straight to the
When I stepped out the box
I got the sun of the box on me
Grimy clothes, arms, my socks dirty

I you I can count on my boy
I'm in trouble, bail money, dialed on my boy
and just when I thought it was getting worst
I was bailed out scot-free, this verse, uh-huh

You don't sit in the dirt, disperse
What's really good? Me
Don't play this, I'm so great at this
Santana, bandanna, the eight a spit

To all my ladies, ghetto to
Heals, sneakers, stilettos
Hello, Diplomats are coming to your
And we wanna know, what's good?

All my niggaz, for block
for rock, top for top
Top a top, stash your clocks under the
And niggaz wanna know, really good?