Luyện nghe bài hát Ya'meen

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

How should I get it started, it, just get it started?
These trash artists is nothing, n****z is garbage
Meth strike his target, leave it dearly departed
His is clearly the hardest, y'all gon' feel me regardless

Might break a promise but never breaking the
Some get popped and call for they mamma, when the drama
My block, hot as a sauna, w*** u* a** j***
C**** deals on every corner, fiends 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 chest or inhale it all in your nose
Cops don't know about Method but smell it all in his clothes

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

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

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

You know the diss you, let's deal with bigger issues
You know New York is dying after all the we been through
And we done lost B.I.G., we done Pun
Homey, you can't live, gotta go and get them

You know the hammers'll lose cabbage, them dudes do damage
Send Zulu Nation through Reaganomics, we them package
We rain pain, gotta go and get that money
Y'all going, "Hey, hey", but that pen look lovely

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

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

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

The streets is watching the apple rotten
(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 above the
S.P., your top five into vegetables
You believe me, get 'em all in a room
And the next five, I plan to getting all of them

Y'all can 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 on it now while you wearing it
nicer than Ghost, I ain't hearing it

Been Airing it, white tee out
kid season when the dice be out
I'm a thug or star in living, n****z sippin' soup
Ghost rapper, out your icey mouth

in the East wanna unite, not me
If you ain't sayin' I'm the best, you ain't come to be
Know what I If you don't, then you not of being
Your four-four, knock pieces off of your spleen, n****

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

The is watching the apple rotten 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)