Luyện nghe bài hát We Major

You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up and watch how we up and
I control it, can't hold it, it's so nuts
I a sip of that yak, I want to fuck
I a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck
But really what's amazing is how I keep
Towel under the smoke until the days end
Puff, puff then pass, don't up rotation
Hypnotic for Henny, now that's your chaser
Turn nothing to something now that's a savior
Best things are now pimp and get your paper
High off the ground of skyscraper
Too low we local, come on homie, we major

We (come on, homie, we major)

Feeling better than some head on a afternoon
than a chick that say yes to soon
Until you have a daughter, that's what I call
And you to god she don't grow breasts too soon.
to' up, gang signs is thrown up
Niggas hats broke off how we grow up
Why else you think write rhymes just to blow up?
Get they first car and IRS show up
He ain't never had but he had that nine
Nigga come through flickin' and he had shine
Put two and two in a little bad weather
Gon' be a whole family on funeral line
Ask the reverend was the strip club if my tips help send a pretty girl through school
That's all I want like wino's want they whiskey
I ain't in the Klan, but I brought my hood me

You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up and watch how we up and
I control it, can't hold it, it's so nuts
I take a sip of that yak, I want to
I a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck
But really what's is how I keep blazing
Towel the door smoke until the days end
Puff, puff then pass, don't fuck up
Hypnotic for Henny, now that's your chaser
Turn to something now pimpin' that's a savior
Best things are now pimp and get your paper
off the ground instead of skyscraper
Too low we local, come on homie, we major

I heard the beat and I ain't what to write
First line, should it be about the hos or the
Four-four's or Christ? Both flows would be nice
Rap about big paper or the black man's
At the studio asked my man to the right
What this verse sound like, I freestyle or write?
He said, Nas, what the want is Illmatic, Stillmatic
Picked up the pad and pencil and jotted I feel
Been like 12 years since a first signed
Now I'm a free
And I'm thinking time
To build my own Motown
Cause be deprived of executive 9 to 5s
And it hurts to see these companies be stealing the
And I love to give my sweat and tears to the mic
So copped the LPs and y'all fiends got dealt
I'm Jesse Jackson on the where King got killed
I survived the niggas around
Lasting longer than more half of you clowns
Look, I used to cook before I had the game
Either way my change like Sam Cooke.

Feeling better than I ever before today
Like better late than is orientation
Still we can make it better throwing all cares away

You better do your job and roll up and watch how we roll up and
I can't it, can't hold it, it's so nuts
I take a sip of yak, I want to fuck
I a hit of that chronic, it got me stuck
But really what's amazing is how I blazing
under the door smoke until the days end
Puff, then pass, don't fuck up rotation
Hypnotic for Henny, now nigga your chaser
Turn nothing to something now pimpin' a savior
Best are green now pimp and get your paper
High off the ground of skyscraper
Too low thinkin' we local, on homie, we major