Luyện nghe bài hát You, Me, Him And Her

Told y'all, Dynasty, Roc-A-Fella Records, you me?
Unstoppable, niggaz! Uhh
Memph Bleek, Amil-lion, Sigel ya heard?
a Dynasty! Who do you believe?

Jigga Man, mo' better, mo'
knock the man off your Polo sweater
Roll with the R O
Remember me? The teachers to fail us
Now it's mo' scrilla, hoe killers, fo'-wheelers, we

Oh, please feel us, we holders
Fightin'? boy, Roy Jones couldn't still us
The plot thickens, the clickin'
We got the game tied up, trippin'

Jigga Man Sigel Sigel y'all
Memph Bleek Amil-lion, uhh

Cat be him, El
The fire I burn down Happyland
Social Club, we thugs, non-social, gone postal
Great aim, harm the arm close to toast
a Don's supposed to, Shawn

I I told you, these ain't just vocals
Don't make me it to the old school
I put through your hoes too
Through your to the foes to the nigga close to you, fuck it

it, Jigga Man huh? Sigel Sigel y'all
Amil-lion what? Bleek

Y'all dudes don't, get it, wid' it
Fifth with slugs that'll rest in your fitted
It's M dot E-M, the Roc be
Got the sayin' look, who can stop be them?
You wan' press your dumb luck, get blam-ed up

I crush your larynx, you 'bout us nigga, no obituary, I get it critical
You know Memph'll hit the pall bearer you
When I cock the plastic, make 'em drop the
When it's hot, I'm blastin', the Roc, you bastards

Jigga Man what? Amil-lion
Bleek huh? Sigel Sigel c'mon

Spit acid,
bullshit smash hit, get your bullshit smashed in
Niggaz wanna and get jumped
Bet the ruger give your right a nice-sized lump
Nigga, we are, the squad

You can hard but reality is
We push the cars, fuck the queen broads
Puff the raw, we as real as it get, we the R-O-C dot A dot Fellas
don't talk to us, the hoes they e-mail us

Nigga, Jigga Man what? Memph huh?
yeah, Sigel Sigel rap

R dot O dot C dot
tower to mind pop, I move out stop
Shower your mind block, move out glocks
Raw to the cook, look, move out blocks

Take it to the who be grindin' it up
Usually take it to the so they diamond it up
Competition, 'em up
Forty-five A C P, let me squeeze 'em up
You want, drama what? Well it up

Since a buck, violent as fuck
Wettin' me dog, the high will do it, I used to wild off embalmin'
I niggaz to the trauma unit, forty-five or the nine'll do it
I fuck around and have your moms go through it, I'm a

Shit, niggaz always wanna ye shit, then wanna cease shit
When motherfuckin' peeps hit
But I don't nothin', I decease som'un
I fuck around and you sleepin' underneath som'un

Man what? Sigel Sigel y'all
Memph Bleek uh, right

Yo, A to the M-I,
Holdin' the semi, niggaz faced with a dilemmi
Am I, run or stay, can I
Get away no you can't I surrendi?
And I, bop, Mercedes hot
In my way through the tunnel like Di

Jigga Man Sigel Sigel y'all
Bleek what? Amil-lion uhh