Luyện nghe bài hát Got To Love It

[Intro:


For I set it off

off
You a bitch (nigga)
Only im doing this
Ima just name five reasons quick
Got a hundred got a hundred fifty
First, you stole from Dame
Second, you stole Kanye from
Third, you Rocafella from Dame
Forth, I seen the throw that diamond up before them shots was fired
Fifth, hold on the beat off
I had to turn the beat off for
You talking bout you an baby
You seven years old
You was born in
And I open the Daily News how is the of New York rockin sandals with jeans
Open toe sandals chancletas with jeans on
How is the king of New York rockin sandals with jeans when he 42 old
to business!

[Verse 1:
You the only one with big wallets
got it, my shits
dotted, but ya should go to Miss Wallace
honest, stealing BIG shit, he two albums
you wylin, and he dress dawg who styled em'
it was Rocawear, when had it now u got it
it cockawear, (got it on?) not in here
dead it pronto, you see a car, no
Dame & bitch for years, now you Juan's hoe
he own the Forty Forty, he got you in Atlantic
put ya' budget outta baseline, it's pretty
you a Harlem nigga, we get it cookin it's true
but now I look, we got more in Brooklyn than you
right, down in Jeezy video
I shoulda you on the cheek, you a pretty hoe
in Jaz u starred in it, Peter Pan
I was off the Greyhound, Peter Pan
how could he be the man huh, only fam
I suck dick or kiss ass and i'm conceited damn
but we yo, right where you walk bro
you could fool the of the world as long as New York know
we put you underground clown they check the cellars
I know he 40 years old, I don't my elders
I respect the hustlers plus the and the sellers
you's a buster, here go jet propellers

Max B]x2
You gotta hate us the way we this paper
All my is coming strait from minimum wages
niggas dick ridin the dips steady tryin to us
tryna spray us, But Ferraris we got them in flavors
DIPSET! - We in 40th niggas we toat them
DIPSET! - This is nigga we from the slums
DIPSET! - 40 nigga you not the one
Its season holla at em' nigga cause here it come

[Verse 2:
Who fuck with me, no mammal
but we handles
at ya' open toe sandals, and you like Joe Camel
off of Rocafella right, no
but bust a fly joint they put us out the
I left the right, alot of cats wonder how
everytime I diss label I get fined a hundred thou
just for tellin ya'll I get fined a hundred
them cats are ill, 5 a half of mill
to play like a bumper sticker, smack a grill
Paul Wall cap a grill, but cats are daffodil's
east coast, coast slang, yo cap get peeled
down in Houston ask B, i'm a fo'real
he tell me, respect better dwell me
Beyonce check my second LP
I might her back
thats your girl, thats world, had the thing fuckin singing bout slinging crack
mister Rocafella, stop stop it fella
got her acapellas, but I will Akinyele her
**put it in ya' mouthhhhh - put it in ya'
it my fault i'm raw, i'm sorry B but I wanna war
and he stabbed Un Charlie Baltimore (fuckin fagget)
sucker for love.. uh uh.. for love
kill a bitch, go to trial, hand be stuffed in a
i'mma hop in the bed, dawg just gon' pop off her
tell ole Jay-Z chill, is dead

[Chorus: Max

Cam'Ron]
Yall don't want it with us man
This round one on fifteen rounds B
We you aint gone bluff us at no concert
out 25,000 acting like you gon' diss us
You got over there man
And we Bush man
You aint gone Sadam it
Acting you got something over there
You doing Ma$e did
You secret songs man
Let it out man
We ready for fifteen man
And All I did was battle
Everybody getting to step to the plate
And im step up again
And slam and grand slam ass
Pardon me,
I you
I you like that
I remember Dame sold you his old
in for the gs
You son
Where is Sauce at
is like where are they
Im get to all that
dog
1
let the begin doggie
Im laughing at you ass no homo
You ugly dog you
You man you ugly
My man Un said you like fraggle rock and all that
You old alf ass
Ima get back to you
You look alf

[Chorus: Max