Luyện nghe bài hát Who's Sleeping

Yo, yo, yo, yo,
Who on Bleek, wake his ass up
I'm a show em all the
And the ass I up

How I'm N.Y.
Who to N.Y.P.
(New Police)
You bitches dropping D's
(Dimes)

Since 86 Lees
Dial 9-1
When I spit one
Supposed to be killing
But ain't really shit

I'm
the 4-4
Smoke L's with doors
Drow
Blow the smoke
And fuck hoes

It's and money
Nines the green weed exactly
One shot and Daiquiris
My gat be stashed in the
herbs and hash
On a cruise for

I bruise some cats
Spit 2 at you that act
Like you can't be
and lose your cap
I guns after bodies I caught son
Never on the run stack mail by the son

Yo, it's Roc-A-Fella, shit
clothes to whips
Act up and get hit
Give a who you with
We them coming through
down your strips
Some real niggaz that around
guns on their hips

Yo, it's Roc-A-Fella, shit
Hoes to whips
Act up and get hit
Give a who you with
We niggaz coming through
Locking your strips
real niggaz that walk around
With guns on hips

I live my life now none of y'all fagots
You keep fronting like
I'm gone let one of y'all it
I the fours drawn
When I up the war's on

For the bread, and chips
Shit, I go to war for em
Tinted my now
These ride dick now
Money now

I move through my pen pal
Niggaz Bleek
I live through this shit
You niggaz hating
'Cause I could deal with this

I'm a individual
it all criminal
Weed just a
I'm a MP
Rock and flips in the block
You it I lick a shot

I'm street
Went up on my caps in
Who getting money over here contact guys
Let em I set up shop to trey eight the block
3 niggaz, 1 gun and a buck 50 to shop

Yo, it's that Roc-A-Fella,
Hoes to whips
Act up and get hit
Give a fuck who you
We them niggaz through
Locking your strips
real niggaz that walk around
With on their hips

Yo, that Roc-A-Fella, shit
Hoes clothes to
Act up and get hit
Give a fuck who you
We niggaz coming through
Locking your strips
Some niggaz that walk around
With guns on their