Luyện nghe bài hát When... Get Thick

Who really the best since 'Pac got killed
I done answered that question when I copped my
Ask yourself when the Game is comin', after next
I predict my shit'll before the next Howard homecoming

Now who in the runnin', no one, ask the who want it
I got a four-fifth and it just like me, it gunnin'
Me and my niggaz stay fogged up in the 600
Guilty as charged, blunts in the air, guns in the

It's written, niggaz never run from the law
Plus we get money with hotels and a board
So I'll see a jail, and I'm allergic to bars
Can't sit 'em or drink at 'em, so we travel with ours

Poppin' Crist' in the 6, we drivin' through Mardi Gras
Thinkin' 'bout and titties as I roll through the city
And I 16 in the clip, and I let 'em all go
Like the Lakers did Ellie, and Nick, huh

shit get thick, niggaz start dyin'
Bodies pop up in dumpsters, mothers start
Payback come violent, nigga
We hit blocks, bust shots, leave ya block silent, 'cause

shit get thick, niggaz start dyin'
Bodies pop up in dumpsters, start cryin'
Payback through violent, nigga
We hit blocks, bust shots, leave ya whole silent

No garbage we smoke molta, move big
We off the train tracks the great space coaster
We hit real big and consistant like Sam
Prepare for war, United States soldiers

Lock tight and rock right like grey oz's
I'll be hittin' up spots, in flip Range Rovers
Before you try to play, foolish all over
Empty out yo' pockets, everything over

We ball out cursin' yeah we it the sickest
When we roll by the quads in them
Big spittin', grip kitten, big face greed
Always dirty clean but we live like kings

Legendary Sting, it's a history to follow
But not known for stingin' known for off hollows
Shoot me a of Remy, nah fuck it the whole bottle
And watch me act bad and take off, throttle

When shit get thick, niggaz dyin'
pop up in dumpsters, mothers start cryin'
Payback through violent, nigga
We hit blocks, shots, leave ya whole block silent, cause

shit get thick, niggaz start dyin'
Bodies pop up in dumpsters, mothers cryin'
Payback through violent, nigga
We hit blocks, bust shots, ya whole block silent

I'm from a where it ain't no cut, we all in
36 on a triple beam for meal
Duffle bag on my my route, through the back of the jet
To bag up baguettes and everybody it

I'm the iceholder the cut, never breakin' 'em up
My color is rainbowed up
a coke dealer, but I got bricks for cheap
Hit the lab for a fo' day block, we got

You niggaz compete when I walk in the streets
We Get Low, and there's no with the info
It's a rule of thumb, let them dudes a
I'm cruisin' some, 20 inch shoes and

I'm in the wide body XM-5, all my is live
We check your five, the where the tec dies
And gotta Holla, the name
It's JT the Fillmore streets to CPT