Luyện nghe bài hát Work Magic

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

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

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

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

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

I got the crown
And you can when I'm shoppin'
'Cause when the mall you feel the ground shake
I got a car I only 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 there
Oh yeah! Shiny shit right
I magic and make you niggaz disappear

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

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

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

You better guard your grill homey and stand ground
These bullets burn, they hit standin' around
I never learned even I took a couple 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 when the stops
If it's then I'm ready to ride, just come to Cashville
You can find me on the Side, motherfucker!

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

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

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

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

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

Banks hops out, bulletproof this, that
Bulletproof snorkel you hot, they 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 there
Oh yeah! shit right here
I work magic and you niggaz disappear

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

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