Luyện nghe bài hát Take It How U Want It

Rocafella's the kid

digits ain't rising fam, it's like you're lactose and tolerant
We got fridges for the Taliban attire man
Betta keep ya set up million man soon to be we next up
Get wet up, I been fresh since a little one I school

The others travel from the gun force one's
See my rocket's set, speak my name and I it wet
How can I forget see the game she the
I to get back in grats hey

Man them bitches bought the gift and the and heard
The off the track hey, bitches please same C won't gas me
boy's classy for those who don't know Chris
He like mixed with Henney he's ferocious

Toasters right beside and extending ya suppose to
fire on any nigga that approach us
Fucking most of my niggas from the pro-jects
40-o-ez fuck a moette, mo' mo' sex, no more stress

And for the cut I it out on my ememies, taking out all my enemies
Any coward a to me, if he bring the pain, we bringing flowers
And memories and that's real, press my and see if my
Cards reveal, had to see of the hardest squeal, ya'll guard ya grill

Got a lot of loving, got a whole lot of soul
Round a lot of thuggin' but baby that's how I roll
a whole lot of niggas, round a whole lot of hoes
Make a whole lot of digits becuz I'm sick the flows

Mamis they niggas, yeah, leave wit a nigga, yeah
like oh that's that young nigga that Sigel be with, yeah
I think he ready ohh I gotta roll it up, they be like bitch
You can get it long as you old

Block killin' me, yeah nigga, I can tell you why thugs ride
Tell you why these die and to the day of my demise
I'm blowing, I'm blowing my la-la-la-la-la-la, I come in off this high
these polies appahend me, till these pricks still to me I'm doing me

I'm running crazy through the city with the two and my thing
Quake on noonies for even think that they can do me dirty
I'm nine cluching on the west of Philly exchanging my war
with all of my little homies playing the MOB
Who just refuse to get a job so they

And in and out of these correctional facilities
I'm phone calls from him every week, laughing
Talking 'bout how the block feeling me
And how when he coming he ride for me
See that used to be me so I feel him I got

Got a whole lot of loving, got a lot of soul
Round a whole lot of thuggin' but that's how I roll
Round a whole lot of niggas, round a whole lot of
Make a whole lot of digits I'm sick with the flows

Mamis leaving they niggas, yeah, leave wit a nigga,
They like oh that's that young nigga that sigel be with,
I think he ready ohh girl I gotta roll it up, be like bitch
You can get it long as you old

Yo same o' same o' want me to work more
Just a year ago ain't give fuck 'bout, bot
As far as the you can't get a penny up out yours
So tell me shit about family, we starvin'

You helped me stay in group, I beg your pardon
I started before Chris nigga don't forget
Make he come off the hip on what you out cha lips
Swelling on the there's no telling if I'm blast

Put it in bags still selling to the mass
You move fast might crash, so I at my own pace
Ain't no love loss I got my own taste
You put no working hands off my plate

To me that is snake, them referreds tell me sleep safe
But wait, you cake we don't need no fifths
My niggas wiring up the
While we tieing up the

Got a lot of loving, got a whole lot of soul
Round a whole lot of but baby that's how I roll
a whole lot of niggas, round a whole lot of hoes
Make a whole lot of digits becuz I'm with the flows

leaving they niggas, yeah, leave wit a nigga, yeah
They like oh that's that young nigga that be with, yeah
I think he ready ohh girl I roll it up, they be like bitch
You can get it as you old enough

Exclusive nigga take it how you it man
Take it from the gunners ememies won't us
They liking like in bermuta, I mack a broad out in cuba
Touch ya boss recruit cha

Neva lost a loser, been all around the world wit my nigga
ya'll chicken scoopers plenty of times
She ain't getting a of mine
I turn your buns into the cinnamon wit one shot

That one block still a envy of mine, like I ain't come from the
I can't run the pain nigga, and I ain't run from a thing home
They act a fool when they get hot, I turn the sun into though
Something the game lost one to the game

From when bodies drop nuttin
a big payback boy ya
Handguns'll bring the big K's
And spray back about a hundred and

Got a whole lot of loving, got a whole lot of
Round a whole lot of but baby that's how I roll
a whole lot of niggas, round a whole lot of hoes
Make a lot of digits becuz I'm sick with the flows

Mamis leaving they niggas, yeah, wit a nigga, yeah
like oh that's that young nigga that Sigel be with, yeah
I think he ready ohh I gotta roll it up, they be like bitch
You can get it long as you old

You dudes ain't nothing but you front and you're lame
Since I was young and if I want it I claim and I got
Niggas start off names where my block at
So I got a spot in the game off my

And I lock that ya'll do it no betta so why not get
to be legends Roc-A-Fella's the label property's
The that I'm reppin', two in possession like
Who wanna us huh?

You dudes ain't 'bout nothing but you and you're lame
I was young and if I want it I claim and I got that
Niggas start blobbin' off names my block at
So I got a in the game off my profit

And I lock that ya'll do it no betta so why not get
Soon to be Roc-A-Fella's the label property's
The that I'm reppin', two in possession like
Who wanna test us huh? Nucca Wa?