Luyện nghe bài hát What's Really Good [featRocky Raez]

[Rocky
Yea, ok, yo, listen, it, yo

Heyo these streets me, but they made me a animal
We little ghetto boys was raised on the avenue
We dealers, stick-up kids, and what have you
In rap battles the audience that clap at you
My crazy, I never seen a CAB pass through
On bright sunny days you can see my black
Gats with barrels sucked under the
And natural in a city with CRACKED statutes
believe it, gun shots some keep secrets
You keep sleepin', get caught in ya Jeep
listen to an old man when he speakin'
To learn how to AT LEAST A GRAND on the weekend
Learn how to analyze a man he creepin'
Learn not to never burn a bridge you leakin'
That's street knowledge, write it down and about it
Drug dealers use this rap the OUTLETS
I leave doubters in the back and move
Watch for them niggaz Timbs and loose outfits
Guns don't people, the bullets'll kill people
And bullets leave holes in people you see through
It's all it's what the streets equal
streets EVIL, city niggaz with Desert Eagles
They won't hesitate to in TINTED regals
And how it is in my life, that's how it is
(Yea, it's Rocky y'all, the Ghostwriters)

Heyo, what's good? (We over)
''cause I got it on (In my hood)
We hustle what we (In yo' block)
You niggaz stop (In my block)

[Vinnie Paz talking during

I got the SOUND RIGHT OF MALACHI YORK
Only speak to me if I you to talk
'cause y'all ain't never learn that you crawl walk
My four-pound LAYING you down like Black
The gat's SPARK, born vicious
thug who follow Allah wishes
That's why I don't eat pork and cause
And that's why CLITTORAL is like bitches
And be more hard pressed to stop me
And fiends dumpin' out on the block, it's rock
So f**k peace, cousin me to war
So I can blood on my hands with C-4
I need more, need weed and cash
Or shoot three at ya team like Steve Nash
You BLEED fast, ''cause jus how it go down
That's how Vinnie Pazi ends up always holdin the
I'm holdin' it down, with five nine biscuits
I my life for Allah, DEFY CHRISTMAS
But y'all always in Mind business
Now your parts are buried in five ditches
It's Vinnie Paz baby