Luyện nghe bài hát You, Me, Him And Her

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

Man, mo' better, mo' cheddar
Foes the man off your Polo sweater
with the R O C-A-Fella
Remember me? The teachers to fail us
Now mo' scrilla, hoe killers, fo'-wheelers, we gorillas

Oh, please feel us, we heat
Fightin'? Listen boy, Roy Jones still us
The plot thickens, the clickin'
We got the game tied up, stop

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

Cat be him, El
The fire I spit down Happyland
Social Club, we unapproachable thugs, non-social, postal
Great aim, the arm close to your toast
Like a Don's to, Shawn

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

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

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

I crush larynx, you talk 'bout us nigga, no obituary, I get it critical
You Memph'll hit the pall bearer liftin' you
When I 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 c'mon

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

You can hard but reality is
We push the dream cars, fuck the queen
the green raw, we as real as it get, we the R-O-C dot A dot Fellas
Bitches don't talk to us, the 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
Shower your mind block, move out with
Raw to the cook, look, move out them

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

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

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

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

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

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