Luyện nghe bài hát 61909

Yeah, up
1998 bout to set it
ODM, Mr. Shadow on
Got up in here
Yeah, what's up I said make money
money money money
Hey yo Shadow come

[Mr.
I'm about to make you bounce Mr. Shadows' in the
I don't about the fame making money's all that counts
Headed south now you there's a party goin on
ODM got's bottles of those Don Perron

It's a mexican thing that we bring to city
619 909 homies tell me 'Are you Me'
Bumping Lake Side with the Brown Bride through these city
With phat ass and homies coming with that heat
From undearneth, I got that DP a twist lime in
Throw on an instramental start
I'm to the level 80 proven toxication
I'm so fucked up Shadow tell what facing

[Mr.
A of shows
A gang of
I step in through the door
Everybody knows I becoming with my flows
I'm the one that is for my sickness
Going down my hitless, now tell me if you're this

[Mr.
Now raise up
Who you be you claim
619 909 staying true to game
Mr. Shadow ODM coming with the sickness
Clock a grip load a clip cause I trip with a

Now ODM make you bounce like Skate in the 98
He won't hesitate to make the before it's to late
Us fools got to stick together quit on the next man
Get a plan and flip the grand
And watch me clown my shit is straight legit
7 years in this bitch and bangin out those hits
And it don't and it don't stop, til my album drops
Now I'm that fool that brought to hip hop
I brought the pattern of browns and introduced the new
And now I'm down to put it down for the
A young playa the hit one time
Shadow let that nine shine if they find to step out of line
And I ain't servin no manners, just provin I'm the
And we do is creeping through the night
Like the devils get at us and if you think you got that shit
You're fuckin with the cliq 619909 fools be on

[Mr.
I thought you knew that I was staying to the scene
Blowin up bustin raps nation wide here people scream and
that bald headed fool ain't no room for the drama
It's all the show state to states makin dollars
I drop it like gernades, rock the spot like if I was from Bed Rock
Dependin on my rhymes my life depends on hip hip
And it don't stop til I up, on a grip like Billy Gates
Mr. and ODM at the gates for 98
swiggin on that bottle of the don huh
We carry on to the limit and huh
We just some young staken paper like the tribune
Now why would you want to get sick if you I'm always with you
Make you like your nena when I'm coming
Like got you duckin, like the law I got you runnin
And now you know I'm the man with the
Let me hear you yell my name, 619 909 stayin to the game