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 that shit
Takin it to the gutter for you motherfuckers
Niggaz the deal
know who the Don is
Live from Stuyvesant the livest one
Peep game uhh what
One: Puff Daddy
Out of world like Mars when I spit these bars
Come fuck with these up in luxury cars
We built them radars to free from the cops
Crucial to make, like A-C or the drop
Are we stop? Shit man never my squad go broke
Your squad
Watch your circle vanish like cigar
Ain't no joke, when your don't show
Nigga I know, might say 'Been There That' like Dre
hard work I earn the vault
Promise God to never look back or I to salt
Got nice watches nice cars nice bitches and
Guess it's safe to say a nigga me got nice things
Can't relate to motherfuckers, who go no cake
When you all fucked up, and 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 what I did, now they all 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, leave all playa haters jealous
Billboard charts should tell us, they can't us
Why niggaz bring the
release day is bigger than Mandela's, motherfuckers

Just some ghetto
Living in these streets -- these ghetto streets
And everyday they gotta fight to stay
It's just
Two: Jay-Z
Yeah, make you a deal,
These here's the dog years and don't shed
I try to bring you life but motherfuckers dead
So I with the babble, with the chrome, with the lead
Cause 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 of the way I zone
Some said, Jigga zone is like the of Rome
Reoccuring, that he thinks that cause he's observing
Won't be known until I'm gone and niggaz study my
been many places, but I'm Brooklyn's own
In the physical, onee seems, a lost body
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 the late Bob Marley
me y'all, the great Bob Marley
Solemnly we mourn, all the that's gone
Niggaz that got killed in the field and all the born
Know they ain't fully for this New World Order
So I keep it ghetto like seeds and quarter waters
You em through it, you know, talk em through it
Know these beads is more than music whenever I to it
Destined for greatness and y'all knew this, when I the pie
Had a shorty and a comin out of B-W-I (in school)
I hated algebra but I loved to
And I my nigga Big I'd be multi before I die
It's happen whether rappin or clappin have it your way
Cause if that's my dough 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 and didn't flaunt it
My brain is haunted, with dreams
GS's with on it, supreme schemes, to get Richer
than Richie, quickly, wanna 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 peep the rough
in my circumfrence, mad bitches, with mad
Bulletproof vestes they coochie
Spittin my uzi, don't lose me, my niggaz represent
Drivin dirty in J-30's bent
And to my hit hoes, my mommies
I be smokin 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
While I just, slang coke, smoke to choke
Got lawyers watchin lawyers so I won't go broke, now it
Them country niggaz me Frank White
I'm squirtin off in my loft of I know my shit's tight
open my eyes no surprise
Got my shorty flyin in with keys taped to her
With all the utensils, who hang my thing
She half black oriental eighty-six she got me rental
The ain't accidental..
What? a, from a young G's perspective.. (repeat 2X)
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