Luyện nghe bài hát Cheese And Dope

[Project
I been slanging on this green that I done get cut
by these police making raids, jumping out nutz
couldn't ball, down to none, got this is in my lungs
nigga's stick me for a bag, I'ma 'em in his ass
show 'em who the boss, when you niggaz gonna learn
When you cross in this game, then yo ass get hurt
When my turn? or my time? rock a what, for a
Takin' fair chance after chance, but I got to
Take the rules of this shit, that's why I a revolver
I've heard you're robbers, don't want no other robbers boy
I done and scald ya, with pistol slapped mouth
Reach in niggaz pockets, and take yo out
you know what's goin', you got cheese, I got dope
For da stone, I got peas, I got coke
ain't no credit give mang you get from round here
robbing, niggas banging niggas slangin' down here

I got cheeeese, hoez, and a bunch of fucking
I got peeeeeas, coke, and some at da doo'
weed smoke, and a quarter ounce of dough
what need brah, is to fuck wit yo boy

[Project
You heard what's the word? but you dawgs is da low
selling weed and this weed, but you won't a stoo'
I'ma go, I'ma pull, a rabbit out a hat
On cane, mr.sugar, and some killaz strapped wit gats
Always trying to be slick, you done stepped in shit
You done broke ghetto laws, you could a fuckin jaws
Nigga boy, he know, cus da street never minds
Walk right up on yo ass, shoot you, right the eyes,
you be stinkin' wit the
walking around on chrome, wit yo bitch, dro
fucking all in yo home, she kissing on ma lips,
She be sucking on ma dick, grip the glock - sixteen as I dip
Through the streets of da hood, memphis hollywood
Represent it, to da max, out out of state facts
Trying to stack me some pape's, got my on you snakes
Trying to squeeze, hustle-in, for you that I fade

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You duck from the tech, on da scaldae
I get my cheese, or my flow, then I must be paid
If you want to come against me dawg, bring whole brigade
Get you suckaz sliced, like a dog, with a swisher
Sippin' on some pauly vision, like some sweet
Strapped with me, an automatic gun, don't you
Niggaz ain't gonna on me dawg, i didn't hesitate
Caught him, at the projects one day, him, to his grave
Playaz wanna through the hood, but they got the fear
Knowing it all to the good, you could get it here
Wrong place, at the time, calling "sip" let's go
Wope fiends, keep me on the map, and my pockets
Eyes red ass hell, I ain't had a blink of sleep
Snorted a quarter ball, so that U, could stay on my
Trick's in this bitch, just as as a nigga too
If you trusting in this game, you'se a dammn fool..

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