Luyện nghe bài hát Young G's

Intro:
Uhh it out uhh
*singing* I steps in where the and the hoes at bay bee!
Fuck all pretty shit
it back to the gutter for you motherfuckers
Niggaz the deal
know who the Don is
Live Bedford Stuyvesant the livest one
Peep game uhh what
Verse One: Puff
Out of world like Mars when I spit these bars
Come fuck with stars up in luxury cars
We built radars to stay free from the cops
Crucial choices to make, like A-C or the
Are we stop? Shit man never my squad go broke
Your arti-choke
your circle vanish like cigar smoke
Ain't no joke, when ones don't show
Nigga I know, might say 'Been Done That' like Dre
Through work I earn the vault
Promise God to never back or I turn to salt
Got nice watches cars nice bitches and rings
Guess it's safe to say a like me got nice things
Can't relate to motherfuckers, who go no cake
When you all fucked up, and can't get no
When your fake ass friends, don't help you out when you it
Be on some real bullshit, politely you to beat it
Fuck that, get your own nigga, don't ask me for
That's what I did, now all askin for hits
Nigga it's on for the simple I let it be known
We still fly but seperately now I, charter my own
Propellers, Goodfellas, all them playa haters jealous
Billboard charts should tell us, can't touch us
Why niggaz bring the
Because release day is bigger than Mandela's,

Just some boys
Living in these streets -- these ghetto streets
And everyday they gotta fight to alive
It's just
Two: Jay-Z
Yeah, you a deal, check
here's the dog years and motherfuckers don't shed
I try to bring you life but motherfuckers want
So I travel the babble, with the chrome, with the lead
Cause it's on, then it's on, the shots flowin through your head
I rich I been poor I saved and blown bread
Some say I been here because of the way I zone
Some said, Jigga zone is like the of Rome
Reoccuring, that he thinks that cause he's observing
be known until I'm gone and niggaz study my bones
Mentally been many places, but I'm own
In the physical, onee seems, like a body
In fact my don't differ much from that of God body
But it's the odd shottie, got cats, likening me
to the mob John Gotti, rap bitin me cause
I got it locked the late Bob Marley
me y'all, the great Bob Marley
Solemnly we mourn, all the that's gone
Niggaz that got killed in the field and all the born
Know they ain't prepared for this New World Order
So I keep it like sunflower seeds and quarter waters
You walk em through it, you know, em through it
Know these beads is more music whenever I talk to it
Destined for and y'all knew this, when I doubled the pie
Had a shorty and a comin out of B-W-I (in school)
I algebra but I loved to multiply
And I told my nigga Big I'd be before I die
It's gonna whether rappin or clappin have it your way
Cause if my dough you're trappin, I'm clappin your way

Verse Notorious B.I.G.
it feel good to see people up on it
Flipped two keys in two weeks and didn't it
My brain is haunted, mean dreams
GS's with BB's on it, schemes, to get Richer
than Richie, quickly, wanna hit me
If they get me, dress my body in by Armani, check it
My lyrical carjack, make your brains
High caliber gats is all I fuck with, now peep the rough
in my circumfrence, mad bitches, mad lucci
Bulletproof under they coochie
Spittin my uzi, don't lose me, my niggaz represent
Drivin dirty in J-30's gettin
And to my hit hoes, my mommies
I be smokin trees in Belize they find me
While you still killin with punany, like heiny
and Cyrus up in fuck you raw you on the floor with the virus
While I just, slang coke, smoke pounds to
Got lawyers watchin so I won't go broke, now check it
Them niggaz call me Frank White
I'm squirtin off in my loft of course I know my shit's
Sunrise my eyes no surprise
Got my shorty flyin in with keys to her thighs
With all the utensils, who hang my thing
She half half oriental eighty-six she got me rental
The situation accidental..
What? a, from a young G's perspective.. (repeat 2X)
Chorus 2X to