Luyện nghe bài hát Who's Sleeping

Yo, yo, yo, yo,
Who sleeping on Bleek, 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 been dropping D's
(Dimes)

Since 86 Lees
9-1 tips
When I spit one
Supposed to be niggaz
But ain't done shit

I'm
the 4-4
Smoke L's duck doors
flow
Blow the smoke
And fuck hoes

It's cash and
grab the green weed exactly
One shot lives and
My gat be in the dash
Mixed and hash
On a cruise for

I might some cats
Spit 2 at you dudes act
you can't be touched
Front and your cap
I incinerate guns after bodies I son
Never on the run stack mail by the son

Yo, it's Roc-A-Fella, shit
Hoes clothes to
Act up and get hit
Give a fuck who you
We them niggaz through
Locking down your
Some real niggaz that around
With guns on their

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

I live my life now like none of y'all
You fronting like that
I'm let one of y'all have it
I the fours drawn
I wake up the war's on

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

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

I'm a individual
it all criminal
Weed a minimum
I'm a MP
Rock syndicate and flips in the
You call it I lick a

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

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

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