Luyện nghe bài hát Ya'meen

Yo, I'm to hit you with this ya'meen
On top of the ya'meen, with a bit of ya'meen mixed in
Yeah, yeah, yo

How I get it started, f*** it, just get it started?
These trash talking artists is nothing, is garbage
When strike his target, leave it dearly departed
His flow is clearly the hardest, gon' feel me regardless

break a promise but never breaking the code
Some get popped and call for they mamma, when the drama
My block, hot as a sauna, w*** u* a** j***
C**** on every corner, fiends wanna foam you with soap

And, if life's a b****, I bet she bitter and cold
Every she thinking I fold, seven figures get sold
Meth, all in your chest or it all in your nose
Cops don't about this Method but smell it all in his clothes

Yup, I'm intact, how real is that, I'm back
With enough, fits a million, to vanilla wraps up
New York, New York, Rock Tube and Timberlands
'Cause hip hop ain't them flip-flops, they feminine

I'm the one shot dealing, one shot it
(Ya'meen)
Yeah, the top billing, the block feeling like
(Ya'meen)
Yeah, f*** with me, yeah, with me
(Ya'meen, ya'meen)
Yeah, if you not for squealing and for the
(Ya'meen)

The streets is the apple rotten like
(Ya'meen)
Yeah, the B.B. hot and the towers dropping like
(Ya'meen)
Yeah, f*** me, yeah, f*** with me
(Ya'meen, ya'meen)
Yeah, if you get it popping or get to 'em
(Ya'meen)

You know the haters diss you, let's deal with issues
You know New York is dying all the shit we been through
And we done lost B.I.G., we lost Pun
Homey, you live, gotta go and get them g***

You the hammers'll lose your cabbage, them dudes do damage
Send Zulu Nation through Reaganomics, we them package
We pushing rain pain, go and get that money
Y'all going, "Hey, hey", but don't pen look lovely

You must not know who y'all n****z is f***ing
I can take life n** for the f*** of it
Crack's crazy, that n****'ll smack
Clap ladies for yackin' you catch shady

Call it a mass shower, the way them drizzle
Mr. Potato Head, you know them things can't you
The Joe, with an average flow
Me and Meth bringing New York, n****

I'm the one shot dealing, one shot it
(Ya'meen)
Yeah, the top billing, the block feeling like
(Ya'meen)
Yeah, f*** with me, yeah, f*** me
(Ya'meen, ya'meen)
Yeah, if you not for and for spilling the
(Ya'meen)

The streets is watching the apple like
(Ya'meen)
Yeah, plus the B.B. hot and the dropping like
(Ya'meen)
Yeah, f*** with me, yeah, with me
(Ya'meen, ya'meen)
Yeah, if you get it or get to popping 'em
(Ya'meen)

You don't like me, you can get what's right the testicles
S.P., turn top five into vegetables
You don't me, get 'em all in a room
And the next five, I plan to getting all of soon

can meet me at the table that's round or get ya place in the ground
That's what you get you facing me, clown
Who got the crown, I'm piss on it now you wearing it
Nobody nicer than Ghost, I ain't it

Been Airing it, white tee out
Stick-up kid when the dice be out
I'm a thug or investing in living, n****z sippin' soup
rapper, knocking out your icey mouth

N****z in the wanna unite, not me
If you ain't sayin' I'm the best, you ain't to be right
Know what I mean? If you don't, you not of being
Your four-four, little pieces off of your spleen, n****

I'm the one shot dealing, one killing it
(Ya'meen)
Yeah, it's the top billing, the block like
(Ya'meen)
Yeah, f*** with me, yeah, f*** me
(Ya'meen, ya'meen)
Yeah, if you not for and for spilling the
(Ya'meen)

The streets is the apple rotten like
(Ya'meen)
Yeah, plus the B.B. hot and the dropping like
(Ya'meen)
Yeah, with me, yeah, f*** with me
(Ya'meen, ya'meen)
Yeah, if you get it or get to popping 'em
(Ya'meen)