Luyện nghe bài hát Young G's

Intro:
Uhh it out uhh
*singing* I steps in the Mo's and the hoes at bay bee!
Fuck all pretty shit
Takin it back to the for you motherfuckers
know the deal
Niggaz who the Don is
from Bedford Stuyvesant the livest one
Peep game uhh what
One: Puff Daddy
Out of this world like Mars when I spit these
Come fuck these stars up in luxury cars
We built them radars to stay free the cops
choices to make, like A-C or the drop
Are we gonna stop? man never my squad go broke
squad arti-choke
Watch your circle vanish cigar smoke
no joke, when your ones don't show
Nigga I know, might say There Done That' like Dre
Through hard work I earn the
Promise God to never back or I turn to salt
Got nice watches nice cars nice and rings
Guess it's safe to say a nigga like me got things
Can't relate to motherfuckers, who 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
that, get your own nigga, don't ask me for shit
That's I did, now they all askin for hits
Nigga it's on for the fact I let it be known
We fly but seperately cause now I, charter my own
Propellers, Goodfellas, all them playa haters jealous
Billboard charts should tell us, they touch us
Why niggaz the ruckus?
Because release day is than Mandela's, motherfuckers

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

Verse Three: B.I.G.
it feel good to see people up on it
Flipped two keys in two and didn't flaunt it
My brain is haunted, with dreams
GS's with BB's on it, supreme schemes, to get
than Richie, quickly, niggaz hit me
If they get me, dress my in linen by Armani, check it
My lyrical carjack, make brains splat
High caliber gats is all I fuck with, now the rough shit
in my circumfrence, mad bitches, mad lucci
Bulletproof under they coochie
my uzi, don't lose me, my trigga niggaz represent
Drivin dirty in J-30's bent
And to my hit hoes, my mommies
I be trees in Belize when they find me
While you still killin niggaz punany, like heiny
and Cyrus up in Cypress you raw you on the floor with the virus
I just, slang coke, smoke pounds to choke
Got lawyers watchin so I won't go broke, now check it
Them country niggaz 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 in with keys taped to her thighs
With all the utensils, who hang my china
She black half oriental eighty-six she got me rental
The situation accidental..
What? From a, from a G's perspective.. (repeat 2X)
Chorus 2X to