Luyện nghe bài hát Young G's

Intro:
Uhh it out uhh
*singing* I steps in where the and the hoes at bay bee!
Fuck all pretty shit
it back to the gutter for you motherfuckers
Niggaz know the
Niggaz who the Don is
Live from Stuyvesant the livest one
Peep game uhh what
Verse One: Daddy
Out of this world like when I spit these bars
Come with these stars up in luxury cars
We built them radars to stay free from the
Crucial choices to make, A-C or the drop
Are we gonna stop? Shit man never my go broke
Your arti-choke
Watch your circle vanish like smoke
no joke, when your ones don't show
Nigga I know, say 'Been There Done That' like Dre
Through work I earn the vault
Promise God to never look back or I to salt
Got nice watches nice cars bitches and rings
it's safe to say a nigga like me got nice things
Can't to motherfuckers, who ain't go no cake
When you all up, and can't get no break
When your fake ass friends, help you out when you need it
Be on some real bullshit, tell you to beat it
Fuck that, get your own nigga, don't ask me for
That's what I did, now they all for hits
Nigga on for the simple fact I let it be known
We still fly but seperately now I, charter my own
Propellers, Goodfellas, leave all them playa haters
charts should tell us, they can't touch us
Why niggaz bring the
Because day is bigger than Mandela's, motherfuckers

Just ghetto boys
Living in ghetto streets -- these ghetto streets
And everyday they gotta fight to alive
It's reality
Two: Jay-Z
Yeah, make you a deal,
These here's the dog years and motherfuckers shed
I try to bring you life but motherfuckers want
So I travel with the babble, with the chrome, the lead
Cause when it's on, then on, the shots flowin through your head
I been rich I poor I saved and blown bread
Some say I been before because of the way I zone
Some said, Jigga zone is like the of Rome
Reoccuring, that he thinks like that he's observing
Won't be until I'm gone and niggaz study my bones
Mentally many places, but I'm Brooklyn's own
In the physical, onee seems, like a lost
In fact my thoughts differ much from that of God body
But it's the odd shottie, that got cats, me
to the mob John Gotti, rap dudes bitin me
I got it locked like the Bob Marley
Pardon me y'all, the great Bob
Solemnly we mourn, all the rappers that's
Niggaz that got killed in the field and all the babies
Know they ain't fully prepared for this New Order
So I keep it ghetto sunflower seeds and quarter waters
You walk em through it, you know, em through it
Know these beads is more than whenever I talk to it
Destined for greatness and y'all knew this, when I the pie
Had a and a girdle comin out of B-W-I (in school)
I hated algebra but I to multiply
And I told my Big I'd be multi before I die
It's gonna happen whether rappin or have it your way
Cause if that's my you're trappin, I'm clappin your way

Verse Notorious B.I.G.
Damn it good to see people up on it
two keys in two weeks and didn't flaunt it
My brain is haunted, with mean
GS's with on it, supreme schemes, to get Richer
than Richie, quickly, niggaz hit me
If they get me, my body in linen by Armani, check it
My lyrical carjack, your brains splat
High gats is all I fuck with, now peep the rough shit
in my circumfrence, mad bitches, mad lucci
Bulletproof under they coochie
Spittin my uzi, don't me, my trigga niggaz represent
Drivin dirty in J-30's bent
And to my hit hoes, my murder
I be trees in Belize when they find me
While you killin niggaz with punany, like heiny
and Cyrus up in fuck you raw you on the floor with the virus
While I just, slang coke, smoke pounds to
Got watchin lawyers so I won't go broke, now check it
Them country call me Frank White
I'm off in my loft of course I know my shit's tight
open my eyes no surprise
Got my shorty flyin in keys taped to her thighs
With all the utensils, who my china thing
She half black half eighty-six she got me rental
The situation accidental..
From a, from a young G's perspective.. (repeat 2X)
Chorus 2X to