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?
It's a Dynasty! Who do you

Jigga Man, mo' better, mo'
Foes knock the man off your Polo
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'? Listen boy, Roy couldn't still us
The plot thickens, the clickin'
We got the game up, stop trippin'

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

Cat be him, El
The I spit burn down Happyland
Social Club, we thugs, non-social, gone postal
Great aim, harm the arm close to your
Like a supposed to, Shawn

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

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

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

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

Man what? Amil-lion yeah
Memph Bleek huh? Sigel Sigel

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

You can dream hard but is
We push the cars, fuck the queen broads
Puff the green raw, we as real as it get, we the dot A dot Fellas
Bitches talk to us, the hoes they e-mail us

Nigga, Man what? Memph Bleek huh?
Amil-lion yeah, Sigel rap

R dot O dot C dot
From tower to pop, I move out stop
your mind block, move out with 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

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

Shit, niggaz wanna ye shit, then they wanna cease shit
When they peeps hit
But I cease nothin', I decease som'un
I fuck around and have you sleepin' som'un

Jigga Man what? Sigel y'all
Memph Bleek uh, Amil-lion

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 can't I
And I, bop, Mercedes hot
In my way through the tunnel like Di

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