Luyện nghe bài hát Work Magic

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

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

that's right, stay off the payroll
I have niggaz scrapin' the skin off face
the same shit that peel the potatoes
I the Lord for my blessings and I'm glad he gave us
The and the reflexes of Larry Davis

You don't wanna see my block
a hundred and one dawgs
And I mean the ones with the spots on 'em
We're highly
you ain't gotta practice gymnastics to catch a body

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

I got the crown
And you can tell when I'm
'Cause when the mall stampedin' you the ground shake
I got a car I only on Thursdays
I'm a stunner, blows more cake than birthdays

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

Looka here, ain't nobody 'round here
I'm for the top and I'm almost there
Oh yeah! shit right here
I work and make you niggaz disappear

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now I ain't Michigan but I'm in the Fab Five
You Yayo and 50, Buck and Game, you know my fuckin' name
Whether the truck or train, my mind on the grind
Cussin' without a line, a lot of suckers

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

The young gunner the raspy flow
Got every boyfriend they girlfriend's a nasty ho
My heart and it's small, maybe it's 'cause
My grand pop dropped right after the

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

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

here, ain't nobody 'round here scared
I'm for the top and I'm almost there
Oh yeah! shit right here
I work magic and 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,