Luyện nghe bài hát Pyrex Shakin'

Lil' Keke the Don, Lil' C the
C.M.G. fa sho

Hit licks for bricks, I get it 14 plain
Coming from out of town, gon' be 19 a thang
for rock, zone for zone
Block for block, getting it on the whole thang gone

I'm a rap star, but I got for the do
Going with the snow, till it ain't no mo'
Cash flow, I keep it cracking and stay
Distribute these goods, and try to ease from jacking
My neighborhood, it rock heavy metal
We raised way, so you can play it on the ghetto

I got that nigga, but I ain't Beatrice
Keep 17 bricks, in the pissy
H-Town, H-Town, the city of
Got the shit channeled, with the under the boat

Don't get me wrong, fly and some float
My in Rico, from the Gulf of Mexico
To the fat sack of do-do, that me and Ke'
I'm the quarterback, my receiver open
For a pass, got the on D
But shit knowing me, throw a T.D.

I'm in the kitchen, the Pyrex shaking
I'm 'bout my game, got time for the faking
I might be rapping, but I'm brick breaking
'Cause ain't no limit, to money I'll be making

I'm in the kitchen, with the shaking
I'm 'bout my game, ain't got time for the
I be rapping, but I'm still cake baking
'Cause ain't no limit, to this I'll be making

You know the end up, and I just can't let up
Niggaz falling out of line, man must catch up
'Cause the limo's, jacuzzi's and suites
All that pretty shit, can't my hands out the streets

I do it dirty, the type of that get a nigga thirty
that get the worm, are the ones up early
It's a job, trying to survive the mob
Staying in the limelight, without a getting robbed

I got a brick hanging and it's like a gift
With a poisonous smell, that the can't sniff
and trains, mics and cocaine
It's 20 for a show, 20 for a

is beautiful, it got a young nigga shining
But some'ing in my blood, just keep a nigga grinding
I get's paid, on a basis
So many faces, so places what

I'm in the kitchen, the Pyrex shaking
I'm 'bout my game, got time for the faking
I be rapping, but I'm still brick breaking
'Cause no limit, to this money I'll be making

I'm in the kitchen, the Pyrex shaking
I'm 'bout my game, ain't got for the faking
I might be rapping, but I'm cake baking
'Cause ain't no limit, to money I'll be making

It ain't no limit to money, I'm telling you mayn the game funny
Niggaz wasn't with it, you mention big face hundreds
Get the bricks, 'em in the train
Load 'em in the submarine, 'em in the plane

It's in the game, EA Sports
Slip and get hit bullets of all sorts
You don't wanna play with me do ya
Hollow tips shred through ya treat you like I never knew ya

my work
And I'm always one when I do my dirt, the truth hurt
It hit you like a boomerang and back
Like dope fiends, digging for hard

Get your mind right, you fuck with mine
24/7, 365, I'ma
Ice gon' blind, don't make a mistake
And do whatever it take, to make money for real

I'm in the kitchen, the Pyrex shaking
I'm 'bout my game, ain't got for the faking
I be rapping, but I'm still brick breaking
'Cause no limit, to this money I'll be making

I'm in the kitchen, with the shaking
I'm 'bout my game, got time for the faking
I be rapping, but I'm still cake baking
'Cause ain't no limit, to this money I'll be

I'm in the kitchen, with the shaking
I'm 'bout my game, ain't got for the faking
I might be rapping, but I'm brick breaking
'Cause ain't no limit, to this money I'll be

I'm in the kitchen, with the Pyrex
I'm 'bout my game, ain't got for the faking