Luyện nghe bài hát Bonus Track #1

While you walking I'm running, you shooting I'm chopping
Got me confused with dudes, but who is you to be knocking
Now I be marching a soldier, and my army right behind me
On Westbank is where a nigga, might find me
Fucking with me boy, you gon get ish-a
I represent the heights, all the way to the pitcher
And I'm all about a dolla, nobody hotta hotta
I can a Prada model, t-shirt holla wobble wobble
We in the pop a bottle, at the bar
your girl stop tripping, she could holla at a star
Hypnotic in the car, is all I to get mean
We mix it with henny, and we turning it green
Like one say, left to the right right, to the left left, to the
Let me see you bounce me, East to the West
North to the South, back to the house, come blow a ounce me

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All my with me (yeah)
All my whodis me (yeah)
If you hustle hard for a praying (yeah)
My with me (yeah)
My independent (yeah)
Them hatin' cause you looking good (hell yeah)

Everybody throw your dranks up, throw your tanks up
Hit the flo', wild out, drink something
Its set, throw it up, show me where the fuck you from
you drinking mix it with this, hit this weed and have some fun
Girls got they butts up, know what's up
We this straight out the bottle, whodi put them cups up
I'm from the home of the Queen, that call Anna
I come to represent New Orleans,

P]
The New No Limit guerillas, we gon ride to get
I'm a soldier till I die, and real gon feel us
I put that heat on ass, nigga play and get bagged
Uptown, thugged out, t-shirts and
On the block where you find me, my niggas behind me
Third Ward Calliope projects, we on the G
My bottle chrome, nigga tats on arms
We gon wild out till, C-Murder home

Pull up in a big truck, on a set of twenty
G's cash, in the pocket to my P. Miller jeans
Playa hatas mad, they wish they rid of me
I'm always on the radio, I'm on the t.v. screens
Now am I bout it huh, I'm bout it bout it
Hop out the limo, watch the women form a crowd it
I keep the burner with me, on the streets without it
I put you in the papers, let your family about it
I'm going in the streets, and I own my own crib
You'll never see a landlord, me
T-R-U nigga, you ask my dog C
And my money hell-a-long, cause I just got a from P
Huh bitches to Hot Spitter, you fuck if you want
And how quick a nigga, send you to the hospital
Stick this baretta to your braids, me and my
Sticking together like Franky and me

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