Luyện nghe bài hát You, Me, Him And Her

Told y'all, Dynasty, Roc-A-Fella Records, you me?
Unstoppable, niggaz! Uhh
Bleek, Amil-lion, Sigel Sigel ya heard?
It's a Dynasty! Who do you

Jigga Man, mo' better, mo'
Foes knock the man off your Polo
with the R O C-A-Fella
Remember me? The teachers to fail us
Now it's mo' scrilla, hoe killers, fo'-wheelers, we

Oh, please us, we heat holders
Listen boy, Roy Jones couldn't still us
The thickens, the block clickin'
We got the tied up, stop trippin'

Jigga Man huh? Sigel y'all
Memph what? Amil-lion, uhh

Cat be him, El
The I spit burn down Happyland
Social Club, we unapproachable thugs, non-social, postal
Great aim, harm the arm to your toast
Like a Don's to, Shawn

I thought I told you, these just vocals
make me take it to the old school
I put through your hoes too
Through your clothes to the foes to the nigga close to you, it

Fuck it, Jigga Man huh? Sigel Sigel
what? Memph Bleek

Y'all dudes don't, get it, come it
Fifth loaded slugs that'll rest in your fitted
It's M dot E-M, the Roc be
Got the mamis sayin' look, who can stop be
You wan' press dumb luck, get blam blam-ed up

I crush your larynx, you talk 'bout us nigga, no obituary, I get it
You know Memph'll hit the pall bearer you
When I cock the plastic, 'em drop the casket
When it's hot, I'm blastin', the Roc, you bastards

Jigga Man Amil-lion yeah
Memph Bleek huh? Sigel Sigel

acid, c'mon
Witcha bullshit smash hit, get bullshit smashed in
Niggaz front and get jumped
Bet the ruger give your right side a lump
Nigga, we are, the squad

You can hard but reality is
We the dream cars, fuck the queen broads
Puff the green raw, we as as it get, we the R-O-C dot A dot Fellas
Bitches don't to us, the hoes they e-mail us

Nigga, Jigga Man Memph Bleek huh?
Amil-lion yeah, Sigel rap

R dot O dot C dot
From tower to pop, I move out stop
Shower your mind block, out with glocks
Raw to the cook, look, move out blocks

it to the bucks who be grindin' it up
Usually take it to the so they diamond it up
Competition, 'em up
Forty-five A C P, let me lime 'em up
You want, drama what? silence it up

Since a young buck, violent as
Wettin' me dog, the high will do it, I to wild off embalmin' fluid
I sent niggaz to the trauma unit, or the nine'll do it
I fuck around and have moms go through it, I'm a beast

Shit, niggaz wanna ye shit, then they wanna cease shit
they motherfuckin' peeps hit
But I don't cease nothin', I decease
I around and have you sleepin' underneath som'un

Jigga Man what? Sigel y'all
Memph Bleek uh, right

Yo, A to the M-I,
Holdin' the semi, leave niggaz faced with a
Am I, run or stay, can I
Get away no you can't can't I
And I, lazy bop, hot
In my way through the like Lady Di

Jigga Man huh? Sigel y'all
Memph Bleek Amil-lion uhh