Luyện nghe bài hát Work Magic

I'm gon' ride, I'm gon'
gon' ride! We all gon' ride!

I've come the heart of South Side
Holdin' it down for my niggaz that
I dizzy bird on my side
Pop shit and get your whole wired

Baby right, stay off the payroll
I have niggaz scrapin' the skin off your
With the same shit that peel the
I thank the Lord for my blessings and I'm glad he us
The willpower and the reflexes of Davis

You wanna see my block formin'
That's a hundred and one
And I don't mean the ones the spots on 'em
We're respected
'Cause you ain't gotta practice gymnastics to catch a

Me and money's like Whitney, next to
If I bring all my niggaz I need an extra
As soon as you ain't Jake
You get ass whipped for chips
Now that's the real of poundcake

I got the crown
And you can tell I'm shoppin'
when the mall stampedin' you feel the ground shake
I got a car I drive on Thursdays
I'm a stunner, Banks more cake than birthdays

Looka here, ain't nobody here scared
I'm headed for the top and I'm almost
Oh yeah! Shiny right here
I work magic and make you niggaz

here, ain't nobody 'round here scared
I'm for the top and I'm almost there
Oh yeah! Shiny right here
I magic and make you niggaz disappear

You know how I gets down, this pound hold six
I you I'd be back bitch, talk that shit now!
You that fo'-fifth sound, duck when I spit rounds
'Cause this ain't Beverly Hills, you in the now

We ain't got shit down here but dope and for sale
You get your head cracked, niggaz don't run and tell
It's like we sell crack, get caught, head to jail
We on that 'Fuck the police' shit, we're livin' in

You better your grill homey and stand your ground
These bullets burn, hit whoever's standin' around
I never learned after I took a couple shots
I just got me some Band-Aids and bought a Glocks

Had to go on a rampage, and hit a couple
Once they that 12 gauge, that's when the trouble stops
If it's beef I'm ready to ride, just come to Cashville
You can me on the South Side, motherfucker!

Looka here, ain't 'round here scared
I'm headed for the top and I'm almost
Oh yeah! shit right here
I work and make you niggaz disappear

Looka here, nobody 'round here scared
I'm for the top and I'm almost there
Oh yeah! Shiny shit right
I work magic and make you disappear

Now I from Michigan but I'm in the Fab Five
You know Yayo and 50, Buck and Game, you my fuckin' name
Whether the truck or train, my mind on the grind
Cussin' a line, a lot of suckers came

you talkin' shit, but we can all tell he ass
Jazz and black his like the R. Kelly mass
You gotta blast me yo, 'cause the
Have your head lookin' the top of a pistachio

The gunner with the raspy flow
Got every boyfriend thinkin' they a nasty ho
My heart laugh and it's small, maybe it's
My grand pop dropped right the ball

Banks out, bulletproof this, bulletproof that
Bulletproof snorkel you hot, they hawk you
I got the hood on my shoulder, big as a boulder
The tucker, motherfucker!

Looka here, nobody 'round here scared
I'm headed for the top and I'm there
Oh yeah! Shiny right here
I work magic and you niggaz disappear

Looka here, ain't nobody here scared
I'm for the top and I'm almost there
Oh yeah! Shiny right here
I magic and make you niggaz disappear

Geah, haha, motherfucker, I'm here,
Lloyd Banks, G-g-g, G-g-g, G-g-g, G-g-g,
G-Unit! Money by any means,