Luyện nghe bài hát I Know U

Eightball, the one you know from flows
Bout that real shit and bout these shady ass
I hit the block when I was 12 and I ain't leavin'
Kept a and kept on tippin' right through drought season
Never been a hater at my lowest level
Some niggaz get some and sell they soul to the Devil
I'm drinkin' Dom, man I'm chiefin' on some sticky
Space Age Pimpin' and my niggaz rollin' with me
Glocks and K's and Rugers with the grip
Got 'Tel two-way on my hip
it real with them niggaz that be real with me
Orange Mile reppin' Memphis, Tennessee - MJG

Him and me, me and him, how we rolled
Over ten million sold, Platinum and Gold
We broke the mold, no duplicatin' the two
who hit shit in clutch situations
and demonstratin' the real quality of a team which of
Eightball & MJG, we do this shit 'cause it good
First of all, we for it
But afford it, motherfuckers sheist for it
In the jungle of concrete within one beat
of the heart you can be taken
Ain't no regret but scars from my battlin' tactics
I think I'll roll with the paper, you can the plastic

I know you got doe
I saw you in videos
I know you stay high
I saw you at the club
I know you niggaz hoes
I saw you them freak hoes
I know you niggaz got it
I saw you on the page

I've a lot of niggaz come and go
Saw some fall and seen a lot of shit grow
Money here, money gone a magic trick
hustlers hustle with or without that shit
I get my grind on daily I wanna see
Me and my niggaz paid 'til we elderly
And it hard if we all put that work in
Keep it twerkin 'til close the fuckin' curtains
We all and we all have fantasies
Every nigga wanna buy that house for G
But life is a roll of the dice, right
Sometimes you win and sometimes you might
Lose it all, fucked up and don't know what to do
That's when you out who really down to bust for you
I rock and roll from my heart and let my glow
And worry about what a nigga think he know, ya know?

I know you got doe
I saw you in them
I you niggaz stay high
I saw you at the right?
I know you niggaz keep
I saw you with freak hoes
I you niggaz got it made
I saw you on the front

Nothin' but - 365
Eleven to I be off in the fire
of this revolution, the is what I'm spittin'
Fat stacks of backs is what I'm gettin'
Jaw bones and microphones, that's I'm hittin'
I'm hangin' on the edge of the with no mittens
flickin', chrome smokin', preferred potion
Man will never touch my flow, deep as the
When you go down too far and you - can't to light
Best to look out for that pressure baby, it pipes
I got too much fight - in my heart, body, my
is magnifyed a thousand times, than the average guys
My status right before you with no disguise
The black mack is here to up and so I rise
My shit has gone way cold, it's freeze dry
One brain can't do what I do, you five

I know you got doe
I saw you in them
I know you stay high
I saw you at the club
I know you keep hoes
I saw you with them freak
I know you niggaz got it
I saw you on the front