Luyện nghe bài hát Who's Sleeping

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

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

86 striped Lees
Dial 9-1
When I one clip
to be killing niggaz
But ain't done shit

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

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

I might some cats
2 at you dudes that act
Like you be touched
Front and lose cap
I incinerate guns after bodies I son
Never on the run stack by the tons son

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

Yo, it's Roc-A-Fella, shit
clothes to whips
Act up and get hit
Give a fuck who you
We them niggaz coming
Locking down strips
Some real niggaz walk around
With guns on hips

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

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

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

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

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

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

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