Luyện nghe bài hát No, No, No Remix

No, No, No (Remix)
Jae Millz, Cam'ron, T.I

(Jae Millz)
Yea . . . you we had to do this right here
All hoods, up
All rude

(Cam'Ron)
the remix, Killa, Dip Set
Harlem, mo say, chrome at me

(Verse)
Doggy I stunt, but got some pell 'em stunts
Call 'em dunts, tell them go sell them cunts
hella blunts, and I'm only gonna tell you once (No, No, No...)
So you should tell a friend, to tell a friend, to a bitch
Tele-a-thon, telescope, televise, can tell I'm
I sell my bricks, call hoes pultry that smell like fish, bitch
You rockin' Dada Dot, me I a Prada box
Ak', gotta rock the rocks, now I got the rock of (Minimum)
And I cop a top, ak a glock, suede, beige, knock a knock
System in the drop of drops, get the mopped
Get the poppas popped, top a top, the pawn
Dog, they'll be shotters shot, I shot a lot
Shot the nine, the rock, sure shot, shot for sure
But I'm secure, no security, killa keep and fours
Plus blocks of raw, probably popped whore
But I'm not for sure, bitch wanna hop
Hit up the docks and (No, No, No...)

(T.I.)[T.I]
[I know you niggaz sick] I know y'all hate this shit here man,[I know you niggaz sick now ]I know they hate this pimp [Throw up nigga]AY, Iknow these ho niggas hate to see the real niggaz on top ya know wha' i'm [iffya hatin then get on ya job nigga]
Fake it until you it nigga
If I wanted to be me as long as you to be I'd hate me too nigga, you know,
King of da Muhfuckin' South Nigga, if ya don't it:
YA SELF!

(Verse)
It's decision, we can do it however you want to
or shoot it out, look the choices is on you
Your crew could swindle a lame, but the ya don't fool
Young wont lose nigga (No, no, no...)
We can if you choose, but if you comparing the crews
If we ever in public, we gotcha for keepin' ya jewels
Keep your raps on the beats . . . and in da interview
Cause damn...what you wanna do (No, no, no...)
Well I you invest in vests and count your blessings
Keep that smith and wessun, kotch, whatever you got
Cause what I come with too to cock, clearing the block
beg me to stop and i'm like (No, no, no...)
Ain't this what you niggaz to get, you wanted what TIP get?
Get hit up in stomach then get hit for runnin' ya lips
Spit each and in the clip, and one in your whip
Ambulence can a trip (Ay, you can come if you want to man)
Combat time, was flat lined, to back
runnin' actin' like a Nissan and Pathfinder (Sfffmmmm)
When the lead it's bed time, the head lyin'
The paper in the morning (No, no, no...)

(Jae Millz)
Yo I been spittin, been gifted, been flow
Wize, attent, shit you can call me Benjamin
Brethren, I don't with dopes
And you can call me anything you want, don't call me broke (No, no, no...)
Most hated, M to the izz H
Get up and one'll stretch, direct your abdominal
I'm warning you, stop your blood clot
Stop lyin' cause theres no in dyin' (No, no, no...)
Picture me passing my chain, or getting by a lame
That's like up on Father Zeek, and Matches Lane
It dont sound right, I get your team devoured
So don't even about it (No, no, no...)
you just a server shorty, I'll leave ya king
I'm a son, in Kingston, I bling dumb
rapper you seen walkin' icey in the terrordome
Holla back, how real is (No, no, no...)
No I don't wanna stop, I 'em sick
So I'mma keep going, keep
Benz backin' up so keep rollin' bent
And I'm stilla heavy spitter, plus I'm good with the
The tech and the heavy hitters

(Jae Millz)
my peoples, N Y C
Killa, Dip Set
They know, T.I. hustle
up
They who I am
Jae Millz, call me whatever, don't call me broke
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