Luyện nghe bài hát We Major

You motherfuckers better do job and roll up and watch how we roll up and
I can't it, can't hold it, it's so nuts
I take a sip of that yak, I to fuck
I take a hit of that chronic, it got me
But really amazing is how I keep blazing
Towel the door smoke until the days end
Puff, puff then pass, fuck up rotation
Hypnotic for Henny, now nigga that's your
Turn nothing to now pimpin' that's a savior
Best things are green now pimp and get your
High off the ground instead of
Too low thinkin' we local, on homie, we major

We (come on, homie, we major)

better than some head on a Sunday afternoon
Better than a chick say yes to soon
Until you have a daughter, that's what I karma
And you pray to god she don't breasts too soon.
Projects to' up, gang signs is up
hats broke off that's how we grow up
Why else you think shorty's write just to blow up?
Get they first car and IRS show up
He ain't never had shit but he had that
Nigga come flickin' and he had that shine
Put two and two together in a little bad
Gon' be a whole family on that line
Ask the reverend was the strip club cool if my tips help send a girl through school
That's all I want like wino's they good whiskey
I ain't in the Klan, but I brought my hood me

You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up and watch how we up and
I control it, can't hold it, it's so nuts
I take a sip of yak, I want to fuck
I take a hit of that chronic, it got me
But what's amazing is how I keep blazing
under the door smoke until the days end
Puff, puff then pass, fuck up rotation
Hypnotic for Henny, now nigga that's your
nothing to something now pimpin' that's a savior
Best things are green now pimp and get paper
High off the instead of skyscraper
Too low we local, come on homie, we major

I heard the beat and I ain't what to write
First line, should it be about the hos or the
Four-four's or black Christ? flows would be nice
Rap about big or the black man's plight
At the console asked my man to the right
this verse sound like, should I freestyle or write?
He said, Nas, the fans want is Illmatic, Stillmatic
Picked up the pad and pencil and what I feel
Been like 12 years since a nigga signed
Now I'm a agent
And I'm thinking time
To build my own Motown
Cause be deprived of executive 9 to 5s
And it hurts to see these companies be the life
And I love to give my sweat and tears to the mic
So y'all the LPs and y'all fiends got dealt
I'm Jesse Jackson on the balcony where King got
I survived the livest niggas
Lasting longer more than half of you clowns
Look, I to cook before I had the game took
Either way my change came Sam Cooke.

Feeling better than I felt before today
Like late than never is orientation
Still we can make it better throwing all cares away

You motherfuckers do your job and roll up and watch how we roll up and
I can't control it, can't it, it's so nuts
I take a sip of yak, I want to fuck
I take a hit of chronic, it got me stuck
But what's amazing is how I keep blazing
Towel under the door until the days end
Puff, puff pass, don't fuck up rotation
Hypnotic for Henny, now nigga that's your
Turn nothing to something now that's a savior
Best things are now pimp and get your paper
High off the ground of skyscraper
Too low we local, come on homie, we major