Luyện nghe bài hát U Know Me

I my good up, In my Khakies
my hood up, keep it OG
You me man, I got the hood with me,
I got the hood me.
But bitches get this money,
Got my thang up, keep it on me, you me man.
I got the hood me, I got the hood with me.

1 - WC]
Dub-Cuda, lick, kid or get
And over here we the like the jet squad
All raw the raw flow, shake up the audience
like Mike walking in the dog show,
Like Dick standin tall over y'all
with killers like suspenders on overalls
Crackin bottles, swangin and hollows
For niggas in solitary confined the gang module
clock, nigga I keep my shit cocked
Don't with me all, i'm in a zone like a ziplock
Stay up, out to get my green up.
Blue Chevy, cap and money like a brink truck.
to the (?) slangin' sticks like Sheila E
Bad bitch on my side, ass like Keys
Feel the breeze, Dub Retire Niggy
oh the 110 with my to my knees

[Verse 2 - Young
Breath the fresh air, yes, yeah it's Maylay
Big swang and I with the Connect Gang members, and uhh
It bright if we ain't light he ain't the shit nigga he ain't tight,
You got it up.
It's all or nothin', we or bustin',
Till put me in the coffin or the car I'm cuffed in.
And to my next opponent, don't even a moment
I'm so West! (Hell Yeah!) But no on it.
LA Dodgers, AK,
And the kids at the graves way before they
So I rep the hat, yeah you can bet ya
CA man, and check the tat
Recognise by the realist niggers it up
Weather they be or Blood, and the one the women love.
for shizzle respected by
Niggas who rob in coats and don't testify

[Verse 3 - Ice
I'm an old on the porch, way to big
It's a shame how this nigga them kids.
Got 'em out there hustlin' and the shit.
And he don't do but sit an' scratch on his dick
And it's not good that the hood is under a
It's why nigga ain't under the jail,
While they treat this motherfucker like the of Oz
Cause I know what's like Re-Run and Rodge
I'm a yeah the head nigga in charge,
Air Force One, up out the garage,
I'm the grand poohbah, you're of my lodge.
You better pay, respect to the God.
You can more, I'm Mount Rushmore,
Now you can sell more, still Al Gore
Nigga I'm the president, you're the resident,
In my gangsta world, and you late the fucking rent!