Luyện nghe bài hát Intro

How doin' out there?
I wanna welcome y'all
Welcome some of y'all for the first time, huh?
We did it again, y'all wit us
Suck a dick man, aiyyo Jones, good?
Santana, Freaky, they be mad this time, huh?
I got my man Kay Slay up in the house
Harlem, you know what it is, good?

You how we get down, East side, El Barrio
El barrio up in bitch, aiyyo Kay
This blowing up my motherfuckin' phone right now
Man, hold up, hol', yo man
Yo son
What's
I gotta you like my dog told me
When you a chick, you gotsta straight slap her

Slap
Yeah, when you meet her, just slap her
Off the
Off the bat, just
Why's that,
'Cause later on the line
You never gotsta to worry about
That chick you
"Cam, you don't treat me the way you to"

That's I'm sayin' nigga
But see the is with me
I understand how a bitch could go out
Rain, sleet, snow, fuck, suck
And then go give nigga her fucking money
I mean?
Nah cam, you gotta
That's ya game is tight

Oh no, nah, not me Ka', I'm talking about another
I know my is tight, nigga, know I mean?
We getting ready set this shit the off
Jones, where we at, Harlem, harlem, harlem

Yo, yo, I you to step son
For I fuck ya moms, you my step son
Y'all be me daddy, 'cause
The "Rag Muffin" soon say
Y'all fuck around brother Numsay
Y'all see doomsday
I'm a but colder
Now I rock that I'm older

See this parrot on my
He do the talking, I concerned with words
Act up and be to the birds
I return with birds, any 28 grams
A bitch I touch, pretty much turns to birds
I be in Miami, Bow Ca Baton, ya moms
Hauntin' ya aunt all over the
Using a then I'm gone back

Cobacabana, no joke I'm
Cops come for dope, it's a
I'm low in Atlanta, get hot, go to
Rush the crib, go in the
follow me, Stana
If you do, I'm blowin' the
rip that vest apart, hit ya chest and heart
I finished, that's just the start

be calling for back up, praying for help
Fuck my life, I'm taking
All the I felt
In my crib at night, for wealth
Bitches dissin', "What's the ma? I ain't ballin'"
Now ten minutes, hos prank callin'
Yo cam, fuck all rap shit, man
get down to business, harlem
Okay, good, let's poppin' nigga