Luyện nghe bài hát Young Gunz

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Verse 1:
Now you can try to join us or run from us,
but dispute it
Choclair gon' leave your scarred
The situation's
These who be hating and dissing,
but now I'm paid, now they for jobs
I don't a fuck of what you saw back in 9-5
All things that I say, despite your long
Were all wise, leave you in awe like God
All that I say, All get! All kinds!
And break all spines, and why
Cause when these ask who diss, I be like "I did it"
So many niggas be us niggas
But these niggas confront 'em,
up in their face that they be to admit it
I 'em in the face and make, every rhyme spitted
You heard this kid, roll with me, glide me
Take my hand, come slide me
Do you think you roll with and Bleek
(What the fuck thinking)
So don't be bringing your shit here
My advice to you is get ass back
Before it get slapped, turned out, and back
Choclair put the T-dot-O up on the map,

[M. Bleek]- Do you wanna see a nigga ball at the top
see a nigga fall, get it on with the cops
I ain't changed, I still keep raw on the
Nigga me, I ain't never gon' stop
[Choclair]- They ever wanna see a nigga ball at the top
Wanna see a nigga fall, get it on the cops
I ain't changed, I still raw on the block
hate me, I ain't never gon' stop

Verse 2: Bleek]
Yo, you see the Memph man laid up, up
you wanna see a nigga sprayed up
Only use the up
And I bust off nuts, with a numb dick straight up
Fuck y'all nigga do, Huh duke
I thug niggas creep with a gun duke
Me too, except, I got one in the hand for the off
Niggas still ain't the ledge, nigga jump off
It's real here, playa, you know what the here
Niggas in wheelchairs sit still here
Battery pack cats, get their cracked black
In fact, I still ain't stop pointing the
At y'all niggas who hate me, mistake me
Nigga, the money ain't Bleek
I sold trays, in hallways, and had braids
Rob niggas, stomp niggas, for my

Verse 3:
Standing 6-foot-1, dark skin, brother
deep, up in your women, circle,
be my brothers in the gutters
Submerged under the
happy childs fronting with that coke-and-smile walk
Really big dick style, stick your girl, make her smile
Listen in, niggas say they gonna me up now
Need to paranormal land expands
People cock stand, when I touch mic stands
Even hand strands, best believe I got lyrics up the sleeve
Little from the Bridgemont-C
People looking for a gig, star's fading
I say step to the side when guns blazing

[Repeat 2 times]