Luyện nghe bài hát Ya'meen

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

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

Might break a promise but breaking the code
Some get popped and call for they mamma, when the unfolds
My block, hot as a sauna, n**** u* a** j***
C**** deals on every corner, fiends wanna you with soap

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm the one dealing, one shot killing it
(Ya'meen)
Yeah, it's the top billing, the block like
(Ya'meen)
Yeah, f*** me, yeah, f*** with 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, 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 or get to popping 'em
(Ya'meen)

You don't like me, you can get what's above the testicles
S.P., turn your top five vegetables
You don't believe me, get 'em all in a
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 when you me, clown
Who got the crown, I'm piss on it now you wearing it
Nobody nicer than Ghost, I ain't it

Nike Airing it, white tee out
Stick-up kid season when the be out
I'm a thug or star investing in living, n****z sippin'
Ghost rapper, knocking out your mouth

N****z in the East 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, little pieces off of your spleen, n****

I'm the one dealing, one shot killing it
(Ya'meen)
Yeah, it's the top billing, the block feeling
(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 streets is watching the apple rotten
(Ya'meen)
Yeah, plus the B.B. hot and the towers 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)