Luyện nghe bài hát You Know What We Bout

Yo,
up?
Tell Jigga we 4 apples
2 and 5 oranges
You

Nigga, he what I'm talkin' 'bout
Aight, get him on the phone
my block to yo block, nigga
The world to who?

The belongs to us
You can do you wanna do
you gon do? Huh? What?

The belong to us
You can do what you do
What you gon do? What?

Yo, from the South to the East
From the streets to the
I fuck wit that when they
The speech be slurred

You know me Mr. Got dough, Mr. Got
Couldn't figure our out which one both of 'em so
Mr. Got both if you hate me stop, if you
Silkk the Shock, Jigga, No Limit, Master P,

Used to cop for 30, now I do nothin'
But sit and drop hits, ya heard me?
I ain't nothin' but a thug that got rich ya me
Drop the top when it's hot and and shop in Jersey

You know what I did, you how I come?
You even think about testin' me
Dog if you know what I done, change a bit
I'm thuggish, still thuggin'

ask, how much money I got
Do math you know how to I'm P little brother
Shit, I tell y'all nothin' I gotta show y'all
in this, I'm as real as it gets I told y'all

Yo, I thru the rain, sleep thru the pain
Would knew about me but you don't
'Cause know why? 'Cause you was sleep I came
But I'm here now, y'all fear now

Look, on bein' on top, don't stop
Plan on bein' hot year round, I don't do it for no
I do it for the thugs, do it for my
Do it for the VIP in the club

hard to stop this life
Like hard to call cocked dice
We nothin' but some bout it
'Bout it niggaz that live the hard life

From my block to yo block, a sho' shot
We out the door, out the most and the flow stop
You know what we do, you know what we
You what we do, you know what we 'bout?

From my block to yo block, a sho' shot
We out the door, out the and the flow don't stop
the ghetto to the suburbs, from Marcy to the 3rd
You know what we do we come thru, ya heard?

In the South nigga, in the four door watchin'
That old dog or in the nigga, shakin' them hoes off
Poppin' my foes off ain't nothin' or catch me on the block
With knockin' the o's off

Baggin' that 'dro nigga, that dough
Clappin' at foes and I'm laughin' at
Holdin' them dice and I'm breakin' yo
You see the shit Roc-A-Fella wit The Tank

Even the airplay platinum off of hearsay
It's your Jay get off my dick
Been my year, you talkin' to a winner
Iceberg winter's wear, linen

My style in fact, money ain't come rap
And we can take it right if it comes to that
or billboard, you gotta feel dog
I stay real y'all, how I kill y'all

From my block to yo block, a sho' shot
We out the door, out the most and the flow don't
You know what we do, you what we 'bout?
You know we do, you know what we 'bout?

From my block to yo block, it's a shot
We out the door, out the most and the flow stop
From the ghetto to the suburbs, Marcy to the 3rd
You what we do when we come thru, ya heard?

I used to rap, now my life
Move house on the lake for the kids and wife
the bank account, it's seven figures
Who that in the video for, it's mines, nigga?

I got game, ask the players in the
Who got shot, it my fault
(Ohh, it my fault)
He owed me dough, independent, black-owned, my world, my
No Limit and Roc-A-Fella run this like drug

So can I get a huh, A what, what?
Pass the weed cause soldiers like to puff,
From the South to the East, baby,
A couple of ungh's now gotta pay me

And flip bricks with ghetto chicks no dicks
And nine's no clips and sides wit no chips
fast or slow from cheddar to dough
Master P, Silkk the Shocker, Jay-Z the niggaz you know

From my block to yo block, a sho' shot
We out the door, out the and the flow don't stop
You know what we do, you know what we
You know we do, you know what we 'bout?

From my block to yo block, it's a sho'
We out the door, out the most and the don't stop
the ghetto to the suburbs, from Marcy to the 3rd
You know what we do when we thru, ya heard?

Get ya money dog, get ya money
Get ya dog, get ya money y'all
Get ya dog, get ya money y'all
Get ya, get ya do, get ya, get ya

From the South to the
To the East to the whatever
Y'all get y'all money
From my to yo block, it just don't stop