Luyện nghe bài hát U Know Me

I roll my good up, In my
my hood up, keep it OG
You know me man, I got the hood me,
I got the with me.
But bitches get this money,
Got my thang up, keep it on me, you me man.
I got the hood with me, I got the hood me.

1 - WC]
Dub-Cuda, lick, kid or get
And over here we the headbangers like the jet
All raw with the raw flow, shake up the
like Mike Vick in the dog show,
Like Giraffe Dick standin over y'all
Hangin with like suspenders on overalls
bottles, swangin and aimin' hollows
For niggas in solitary confined into the gang
Clack clock, nigga I my shit cocked
Don't with me all, i'm in a zone like a ziplock
G'ed up, out to get my green up.
Blue Chevy, cap back and money like a truck.
to the (?) slangin' sticks like Sheila E
Bad bitch on my side, ass Alicia Keys
Feel the breeze, Dub Retire Niggy
oh the 110 with my to my knees

[Verse 2 - Young
Breath the fresh air, yes, yeah it's nigga
Big swang and I came with the Connect members, and uhh
It ain't bright if we ain't he ain't the shit nigga he ain't tight,
You got it up.
all or nothin', we ball or bustin',
Till they put me in the coffin or the car I'm in.
And to my next opponent, don't rest a moment
I'm so West! (Hell Yeah!) But no on it.
LA Dodgers, AK,
And the kids at the graves way they mommas
So I rep the hat, yeah you can bet ya
Capital CA man, and the tat
by the realist niggers give it up
Weather they be or Blood, and the one the women love.
for shizzle respected by
Niggas who rob in green coats and testify

[Verse 3 - Ice
I'm an old on the porch, way to big
It's a shame how this nigga them kids.
Got 'em out hustlin' and doin' the shit.
And he don't do shit but sit an' scratch on his
And it's not good that the is under a spell
It's why nigga ain't under the jail,
While treat this motherfucker like the Wizard of Oz
Cause I know what's like Re-Run and Rodge
I'm a captain yeah the head in charge,
pull Air One, up out the garage,
I'm the poohbah, you're part of my lodge.
You mortals pay, respect to the God.
You can cuss more, I'm Rushmore,
Now you can sell more, You're Al Gore
I'm the president, you're just the resident,
In my gangsta world, and you with the fucking rent!