Luyện nghe bài hát When U Hear The

Alchemist, fuck is the nigga?
Uh-huh,
Yeah, you hear the

P yeah, you heard of him, big ignorant chains and cars
Gallons of Bacardi, at the awards
I need a bitch Christina Aguilera for a broad
I know I can that, she dyin' for a thug

And she heard of me, she know about my infamous
in New York with various types
Fast money, guns, we party every night
'Cause we perform, every day of the for that price

Mobb Deep, who you know got a catalogue
And still sound brand new, like we just
The Carhatt Mobb, Guess team
Forty Inch Gang, volume please

So these can hear the sounds of Queens
I make your arm stand up, it had to be me
Mixed the A L C and H A V
N.Y.C. to L.A., we do our

Everybody have a ball, everybody
Everywhere you turn it ain't nuttin but phatties and
Everything is all 'til you try to try me
That's when I make

When you hear the, on
you hear the, it's on
When you the, it's on
When you hear the, on

Yo, I'ma glow, like a dirty bomb, jux, the certy arm
Rippin' anything, that you hear me on
Add it to the catalogue, heavy had the song
showin' no feelings and me, got 'em camoflauged

F'real baby, you babies so emotional
And tip-toe around the beef that toast to you
Ain't got no problem in you
I could deal with, be the ones that's close to you

And do, I'm 'posed to do, approach Duke
Why you faggots only from out, the vocal booth?
Know my be that overproof, open the Coupe
your face was talkin', wasn't talkin' to you

And now the medics mind to your face, tyin' the lace
You that a D.A. got 'em tryin' the case, yeah
line you cowards is ass
Know Mobb good, in numbers y'all music is

When you the

When you hear the, on
you hear the, it's on
When you the, it's on
When you the, it's on