Luyện nghe bài hát D-game

Nigga motherfuckin 504 shit deep
The South done hooked up the East baby
The Colonel Master P, Terror, and I am
I'm out Feel it

Wuz up playah ya' with that
Hundred G chain the bracelet to match
Well check out here wodie lay on the ground
For I show your ass how these hot balls sound, they goin'

Click Click blouh blouh Click Click
Click blouh blouh Click Click blouh
Click Click blouh Click Click blouh
Click Click blouh that's my style

Problem Terror take it straight to gun
So we can it coporate give up your block and run
Too much paper here to try an' count by
Whole head me, our hollow wall is young
For you on the streets tryin to measure my blow
If you see the new whip know to add o's
Now I'm up to 2 or 72 o's
If you counting by the then it's 8 different flopes
I'm lover whether diamonds or broads
Heavy whether cocaine or cars
And what I hop in, its my
To your mass put chronic in your dash

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Now if its on put the dope in the bag
You come I'm gon' bust yo' ass baby
The neighborhood dope man yeah that's me
I'm out that 5-0-4 to C-P-3
Give me an ounce and I'm gon it to a brick nigga
You got my scratch--you snitch then you a nigga
Hit the pen you gon' be a missed nigga
So here's some prop for your tiss nigga

Imagine all the bricks in the was made of cocaine
I'd be richest young nigga in rap game
All my money in arm of trucks
More cars more houses hoes to fuck
You wasn't worried when I was local nigga, I'm wide
You niggas can't take it, You
The let me loose out that I reveal, wit P
It's No Limit I die yall can't fuck wit me