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 back to the for you motherfuckers
Niggaz know the
know who the Don is
Live from Bedford the livest one
game uhh what what
Verse One: Daddy
Out of this like Mars when I spit these bars
Come fuck with these stars up in luxury
We built them radars to free from the cops
Crucial choices to make, like A-C or the
Are we gonna stop? Shit man never my squad go
Your squad
Watch your circle vanish like smoke
Ain't no joke, when your don't show
I know, might say 'Been There Done That' like Dre
Through hard I earn the vault
Promise God to never look or I turn to salt
Got nice watches nice cars bitches and rings
Guess it's safe to say a like me got nice things
relate to motherfuckers, who ain't go no cake
When you all fucked up, and get no break
When your fake ass friends, don't you out when you need it
Be on some real bullshit, politely tell you to it
Fuck that, get your own nigga, don't ask me for
what I did, now they all askin for hits
Nigga it's on for the simple fact I let it be
We still fly but cause now I, charter my own
Propellers, Goodfellas, leave all playa haters jealous
Billboard charts should tell us, they touch us
Why niggaz bring the
Because release day is bigger Mandela's, motherfuckers

Just ghetto boys
Living in these ghetto streets -- these streets
And everyday they gotta fight to stay
just reality
Verse Jay-Z
Yeah, make you a deal,
These here's the dog years and motherfuckers don't
I try to bring you but motherfuckers want dead
So I travel with the babble, with the chrome, the lead
when it's on, then it's on, the shots flowin through your head
I been rich I been poor I saved and blown
Some say I been here before of the way I zone
said, Jigga zone is like the fallin of Rome
Reoccuring, that he like that cause he's observing
Won't be until I'm gone and niggaz study my bones
been many places, but I'm Brooklyn's own
In the physical, seems, like a lost body
In fact my thoughts don't 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 like the late Bob Marley
Pardon me y'all, the great Bob
we mourn, all the rappers that's gone
Niggaz that got in the field and all the babies born
they ain't fully prepared for this New World Order
So I keep it ghetto like sunflower seeds and quarter
You walk em through it, you know, talk em it
these beads is more than music whenever I talk to it
Destined for and y'all knew this, when I doubled the pie
Had a and a girdle comin out of B-W-I (in school)
I hated algebra but I to multiply
And I my nigga Big I'd be multi before I die
gonna happen whether rappin or clappin have it your way
Cause if that's my dough you're trappin, I'm your way

Verse Notorious B.I.G.
it feel 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 BB's on it, supreme schemes, to get Richer
Richie, quickly, niggaz wanna hit me
If they get me, my body in linen by Armani, check it
My lyrical carjack, make your brains
High caliber gats is all I fuck with, now peep the shit
in my circumfrence, mad bitches, mad lucci
Bulletproof vestes they coochie
Spittin my uzi, don't me, my trigga niggaz represent
Drivin in J-30's gettin bent
And to my hit hoes, my murder
I be smokin trees in Belize when find me
While you still killin niggaz with punany, heiny
and Cyrus up in fuck you raw you on the floor with the virus
While I just, slang coke, smoke pounds to
Got lawyers watchin so I won't go broke, now check it
Them country niggaz call me White
I'm squirtin off in my of course I know my shit's tight
open my eyes no surprise
Got my shorty flyin in with taped to her thighs
With all the utensils, who my china thing
She half black half oriental eighty-six she got me
The ain't accidental..
From a, from a young G's perspective.. (repeat 2X)
Chorus 2X to