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

Man, mo' better, mo' cheddar
Foes knock the man off Polo sweater
with the R O C-A-Fella
Remember me? The used 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 block
We got the tied up, stop trippin'

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

Cat be him, El
The fire I burn down Happyland
Club, we unapproachable 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 it to the old school
I put through your hoes too
Through clothes to the foes to the nigga close to you, fuck it

Fuck it, Jigga Man Sigel Sigel y'all
what? Memph Bleek

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

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

Jigga Man Amil-lion yeah
Memph huh? Sigel Sigel c'mon

Spit acid,
bullshit smash hit, get your bullshit smashed in
Niggaz front and get jumped
Bet the ruger give your right side a lump
Nigga, we are, the supreme

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

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

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

Take it to the bucks who be it up
take it to the dubs so they diamond it up
Competition, 'em up
A C P, let me squeeze lime 'em up
You want, drama what? silence it up

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

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

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

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, bop, Mercedes hot
In my way the tunnel like Lady Di

Jigga Man huh? Sigel Sigel
Bleek what? Amil-lion uhh