Luyện nghe bài hát Dipset Anthem

Yeah,
Oh, come on, fuck with boy
It's Santana, Heatmakers, we at?
Let me see you this, Killa, Jones, Freakay
Yeah man, I'm at it, come on

Today's a new day, got the up in the suitcase
So go uptown to Harlem, tell 'em that I ya
Tell 'em August, I'm gon' 'til November
I need a couple birds, get a broad, have 'em up

my bird, get my broad have her sent up, please
Call my niggaz, my squad, have 'em sent up, please
Yeah I see a town I'm
See some niggas getting in a town I like it

I run up on with the pound and light it
Like it's my block now, all right He understood me quite clear
Then that thing banged out and ranged out the side of his ear
And I got back to my business, back to my
Back to the kitchen, that pyrex

Pop, I let white stuff sit in
Get hard, get rock, get to the block and pitchin',
Yeah I'm but this is how I'm livin'
And this is how I'm getting, how I get it, hey

I stood alone the wall, in the zone
on my handles, listening to gangsta music
I stood at hand on a chrome, with a zone
Flippin' the channels, how the gangstas do it
I stood alone, dome, from a thick chick in sandles
Watching Shaft, math

Now I see death the corner, gotta stay high
Will I survive in the where the skinny niggas die?
Nope, it's the city where the skinny ride, yeah
five semi on the side, yeah, twisting when they drive, yeah

Lick a for Big Pop and 'Pac, yeah
One more for locked inside, yeah
Two more for Cam for over the Roc
Yeah, yeah, it's my so

Okay, okay,
can't fuck with me, no way, what? Jose or Hector Camacho
Tech blows and yo' chest close and tacos
Motherfucker I'm the best, I told before, I should y'all before

I stood alone the wall, in the zone
Hand on my handles, to gangsta music
I stood at home hand on a chrome, a zone
Flippin' the channels, how the gangstas do it
I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in
Watching Shaft, clocking

I'm on the West side of Chicago, lookin' for a bust
And make me put my two up, touchdown!
You in touch now but when I tough down
I'm like Buckshot shorty, duck

Yeah I clown, I'm from Harlem, Uptown
Where we flash money, your bitch and ask you, what now?
Birds flip a dozen, is dicks they suckin'
Swallow my kids, go and they cousin

Yes, they kissing cousins, toys muppets
Worst then that, they go home and they husband
shit is disgusting
Keep the chickens clucking, the pigeons buggin'

This on my is nothing
To me it's yellow hearts and pink diamonds
Where I get the money for Don't think rhymin'
You fucking with Pablo, Bravo, Mario Via Bolo ho,

I alone watching the wall, in the zone
Hand on my handles, listening to gangsta
I stood at home hand on a chrome, a zone
Flippin' the channels, how the gangstas do it

I alone watching the wall, in the zone
on my handles, listening to gangsta music
I stood alone, getting dome, a thick chick in sandles
Watching Shaft, clocking