Luyện nghe bài hát When U Hear The [Dirty]

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

P yeah, you of him, big ignorant chains and sports cars
Gallons of Bacardi, been at the
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
Shootouts in New York with types
Fast money, faster guns, we every night
'Cause we perform, every day of the week for price

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

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

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

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

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

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

And do, I'm 'posed to do, approach Duke
Why you faggots only squeezin' from out, the booth?
Know my style be that overproof, the Coupe
Open your face was talkin', talkin' to you

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

When you the

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