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 Sigel ya
a Dynasty! Who do you believe?

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

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

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

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

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

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

Y'all dudes don't, get it, wid' it
Fifth loaded with that'll rest in your fitted
M dot E-M, the Roc be them
Got the mamis sayin' look, who can stop be
You wan' your dumb 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 cock the plastic, 'em drop the casket
When hot, I'm blastin', it's the Roc, you bastards

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

acid, c'mon
Witcha bullshit hit, get your bullshit smashed in
Niggaz wanna front and get
Bet the ruger give right side a nice-sized lump
Nigga, we are, the squad

You can dream hard but is
We the dream cars, fuck the queen broads
Puff the green raw, we as real as it get, we the dot A dot Fellas
Bitches don't talk to us, the hoes they us

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

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

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

Since a young buck, violent as
Wettin' me dog, the high will do it, I used to off embalmin' fluid
I sent niggaz to the unit, forty-five or the nine'll do it
I fuck and have your moms 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 sleepin' som'un

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

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

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