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)

86 striped Lees
Dial 9-1
When I one clip
Supposed to be killing
But really done shit

I'm
the 4-4
Smoke L's duck doors
Drow
Blow the slow
And fuck hoes

It's and money
Nines grab the green exactly
One lives and Daiquiris
My gat be in the dash
Mixed herbs and
On a cruise for

I might some cats
Spit 2 at you dudes act
Like you be touched
Front and your cap
I incinerate guns after I caught son
on the run stack mail by the tons son

Yo, that 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 that walk around
With guns on hips

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yo, that Roc-A-Fella, shit
Hoes to whips
Act up and get hit
Give a who you with
We them niggaz coming
down your strips
Some real niggaz walk around
With guns on their