Luyện nghe bài hát Young G's

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

Just some ghetto
Living in these streets -- these ghetto streets
And everyday they gotta fight to alive
It's just
Two: Jay-Z
Yeah, make you a deal,
These here's the dog and motherfuckers don't shed
I try to you life but motherfuckers want dead
So I travel the babble, with the chrome, with the lead
Cause when it's on, then it's on, the shots through your head
I been I been poor I saved and blown bread
Some say I been here before of the way I zone
Some said, Jigga zone is like the fallin of
Reoccuring, that he like that cause he's observing
Won't be known I'm gone and niggaz study my bones
Mentally been places, but I'm Brooklyn's own
In the physical, onee seems, like a body
In fact my thoughts differ much from that of God body
But it's the odd shottie, that got cats, me
to the mob Gotti, rap dudes bitin me cause
I got it locked the late Bob Marley
Pardon me y'all, the Bob Marley
Solemnly we mourn, all the rappers that's
that got killed in the field and all the babies born
Know they fully prepared for this New World Order
So I keep it ghetto like sunflower seeds and quarter
You walk em it, you know, talk em through it
Know these beads is more music 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 but I loved to multiply
And I told my Big I'd be multi before I die
It's gonna happen rappin or clappin 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
Flipped two keys in two weeks and didn't it
My brain is haunted, mean dreams
GS's with BB's on it, schemes, to get Richer
than Richie, quickly, niggaz hit me
If they get me, dress my body in linen by Armani, it
My carjack, make your brains splat
High caliber gats is all I with, now peep the rough shit
in my circumfrence, mad bitches, mad lucci
vestes under they coochie
Spittin my uzi, lose me, my trigga niggaz represent
Drivin dirty in gettin bent
And to my hit hoes, my mommies
I be smokin trees in Belize they find me
you still killin niggaz with punany, like heiny
and Cyrus up in Cypress fuck you raw you on the floor the virus
While I just, slang coke, smoke pounds to
Got watchin lawyers so I won't go broke, now check it
country niggaz call me Frank White
I'm squirtin off in my loft of course I know my shit's
Sunrise open my eyes no
Got my shorty flyin in keys taped to her thighs
With all the utensils, who hang my china
She half black oriental eighty-six she got me rental
The ain't accidental..
What? From a, a young G's perspective.. (repeat 2X)
2X to fade