Luyện nghe bài hát Memph Bleek Iz

[The talking]
The Roy Jones of this rap shit
bout to get knocked the fucked out tonight man
You tell your boy somethin, you better tell him somethin

1: The Game]
Skip through the blueprint one bang what's mentioned
Bleek you're one hit away but he didn't The Game was pitchin
Balls faster than Roger nigga you're too big for your britches
Two gold not make you a hitter
Might make you a little richer but don't the big picture
All of those you a fag but money like Little Richard
Take your ass picture put it next to Gulliany
Run you for your roc-a-wear fit and you with the Tommy
your ass down to Alby Square
Call Beans, Jay, Freeway, Biggs, I'll be there
behind me ask Nas queens is with me
You ain't never crack in your life I'm takin your fiends with me
get me
My guns smoke like Robert
Two and a pound he got a room in Kings County
And you might or sit in a box
on how long it NYPD to respond to the shot

[Chorus: The
Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek
Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph

2: The Game]
See what the problem is too much coast dick lickin
And tryin to do their best 2pac rendition
Listen they wonder how I live 5 shots
Niggaz is hard to kill on my
you was in the streets comin of age
I was in the streets pumpin the
you was rappin I was makin it happen
On the with a k
you was with the roc on the stage
I had on the stage
On headliner for the front page we that you front
You be on sunset doin what? Gettin your punk ass
You gon respect us or that fo' rippin through the
And you who you are deaf nigga'll get the message
or M-E-M-P-H Bleek
Fuck and be a B-I-T-C-H sleek
'cause all that dude will get guns clappin dude
And Memphis from rappin dude, huh

[Chorus: The
Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph
Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph

3: The Game]
It took me a little while but I am now
Jay fucked up in the first round when he olo with candy
Did olo in the second, nigga it from me
The Roc get knocked off the till you picked up beans
Add freeway to the team but move the ugly
Trade the Marcy for Cam'ron and Lil' Chris
Now the squad 5 is 6 man is Neef
Fans in the yellin out fuck Memphis Bleek
You beef I have your body parts all over New York
Leg in arm in Brooklyn head buried in central park
You can't even borrow from New York no more john Storch
And I ain't talkin to him I'm talkin to Cox
And I got a pine box for a nigga you
Streets is talkin how many real niggaz you
Hit LAX remember when you to the coast
Niggaz don't play with they when it comes to the toast

[Chorus: The
Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph
Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph