Luyện nghe bài hát We Major

You better do your job and roll up and watch how we roll up and
I control it, can't hold it, it's so nuts
I a sip of that yak, I want to fuck
I take a hit of that chronic, it got me
But really amazing is how I keep blazing
Towel under the door smoke the days end
Puff, puff pass, don't fuck up rotation
Hypnotic for Henny, now nigga your chaser
Turn nothing to something now pimpin' a savior
Best are green now pimp and get your paper
High off the instead of skyscraper
Too low thinkin' we local, on homie, we major

We (come on, homie, we major)

Feeling than some head on a Sunday afternoon
Better than a that say yes to soon
Until you have a daughter, that's what I karma
And you to god she don't grow breasts too soon.
Projects to' up, signs is thrown up
Niggas broke off that's how we grow up
Why else you shorty's write rhymes just to blow up?
Get they first car and IRS show up
He ain't never had but he had that nine
Nigga come through and he had that shine
Put two and two together in a little bad
Gon' be a whole family on funeral line
Ask the reverend was the club cool if my tips help send a pretty girl through school
That's all I want like want they good whiskey
I in the Klan, but I brought my hood with me

You better do your job and roll up and watch how we roll up and
I control it, can't hold it, it's so nuts
I a sip of that yak, I want to fuck
I take a hit of chronic, it got me stuck
But really amazing is how I keep blazing
Towel under the door until the days end
Puff, then pass, don't fuck up rotation
Hypnotic for Henny, now nigga your chaser
Turn nothing to something now pimpin' that's a
things are green now pimp and get your paper
High off the ground of skyscraper
Too low thinkin' we local, come on homie, we

I heard the and I ain't know what to write
First line, it be about the hos or the ice?
Four-four's or black Christ? Both flows would be
Rap big paper or the black man's plight
At the studio console asked my man to the
What this verse sound like, should I freestyle or
He said, Nas, what the fans want is Illmatic,
Picked up the pad and pencil and what I feel
Been 12 years since a nigga first signed
Now I'm a agent
And I'm thinking time
To my very own Motown
Cause rappers be deprived of 9 to 5s
And it hurts to see these companies be the life
And I love to give my sweat and tears to the mic
So y'all copped the LPs and y'all got dealt
I'm Jesse Jackson on the balcony King got killed
I survived the livest niggas
Lasting longer than more half of you clowns
Look, I used to cook I had the game took
way my change came like Sam Cooke.

Feeling better than I ever felt before
better late than never is orientation
Still we can make it throwing all your cares away

You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up and watch how we up and
I control it, can't hold it, it's so nuts
I take a sip of yak, I want to fuck
I take a hit of that chronic, it got me
But really what's is how I keep blazing
Towel under the door smoke until the end
Puff, puff then pass, fuck up rotation
Hypnotic for Henny, now nigga that's chaser
Turn nothing to something now that's a savior
Best things are now pimp and get your paper
High off the ground of skyscraper
Too low we local, come on homie, we major