Luyện nghe bài hát U Know Bleek

Yea,

Aiyyo, this it's for my family, we ride or die
It's in the blood the death, now aim for the sky
My fo' for sure, for dough, for own land

money, drugs, and hot slugs

Money, and hot slugs
Street scholar keep firing is what they me
Money, and hot slugs, R O C
Money, and hot slugs
You know, know, know, know, you know

Niggas I can't do, it's funny I done it
The album is here, now who the fuck it?
I let niggas eat now I'm here to
I admit they tried but they rep correct

Now the table's set and it's my time to eat
Don't wipe your mouth, get up, be out
Don't let the fool you or the jewelry blind you
My life's the realest I should write me a novel

This for them broads that'll hold me
And my niggas on the internet that my style
And my dog in in at Chow
Just bangin' with his Walkman playin' me

And the nigga that plate
them grams, him and his man
Listening to that they understand
And that white boy goin' to
He don't about the ghetto but know how to hold metal

Them white boys, shoot shit up
They can listen to this shit, I don't give two
But to it, sippin' on that Cognac fluid
In the Porsche, the conduit

This is ride music, get the high
M dot, hot supply music
That's the answer, life's cancer
I thought I told y'all I'm serious

It's money, drugs, money, drugs
It's money, drugs and hot slugs, you know