Luyện nghe bài hát J.O.S.E.

Aiyyo crack, these is playin' mad childish games
act like it's a rap
Yeah, it's a rap, for motherf-rr-uckers
Niggaz replacin' the 'G' in with PR's and W's

Pranksta wanksta-ass
You know roses go on caskets of those oppose the squadus
Fuck tri-borough, we reppin' five
Get at niggaz straight music

Yo, friday night, woke up in a sweat
I can't believe niggaz schemin' on
Nah man, ain't the way it's goin' down
Niggaz talk too much shit, and I jump the sound

They fear my presence like the rest of
Jose's the informer, flesh-n-blood like the president
Now maybe I'm a target on the
Got a little now, niggaz wanna harm me for my revenues

Start ya little beef, that's the shit I to eat
I been a soldier, you a son, be a humble
My own niggaz let them make 'em envy
Posin' like friendly when I'm knowin they resent me

That's the shit that get me
It be the same in ya face talkin' 'bout, "I'm glad ya made it"
Fake niggaz, State niggaz
Funny how cake can ya learn to hate niggaz

You've now tuned in to the of Jose
Where we push sex, money, drugs, and all day
Mostly heard in penals and hallways
And by niggaz blowin' trees out the of O.J.'s

(J)
jealous niggaz is worse than bitches
(O)
The ones that get knocked is to turn snitches
(S)
Still shit, still ain't shit
(E)
You envious can suck my dick

(J)
Hahaha, ohh, now y'all the kid
(O)
Yeah nigga, south boogie ain't nowhere
(S)
Don Squad-agena, Squad that is
(E)
Blaze niggaz over in the streets

Joe crack gon' hold down
You the kid up in the clubs, BET, MTV
On yo' block, on my block, however you fuckin' slice it
Bastards,