Luyện nghe bài hát Bleek Is ...

Somebody bout to get
The out tonight man
You better your boy somethin'
You tell him somethin'

Skip through the blueprint one this what's mentioned
Bleek you're one hit away but he know The Game was pitchin'
Balls than Roger Clemens nigga you're too big for your bitches
Two gold and I'll make you a hitter

Might make you a little richer but don't forget the big
All of those you a fag but money like Little Richard
Take your faggot ass picture put it next to
Run you for Roc-A-Wear fit and beat you with the Tommy

Drag your ass down to Square
Call Beans, Jay, Freeway, Biggs, Dame I'll be
Compton behind me ask Nas queens is me
You ain't never sold crack in your life I'm takin' your with me

My guns like Robert Downey
Two shots and a pound he got a in Kings County
And you might or sit in a box
Dependin' on how long it NYPD to to the shot

Bleek, Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek
Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek, Memph

See what the problem is too east coast dick lickin'
And everybody tryin' to do their best rendition
Listen they wonder how I with 5 shots
Niggaz is hard to on my block

you was in the streets comin' of age
I was in the pumpin' the gauge
While you was rappin' I was it happen
On the with a k

you was with The Roc on the stage
I had rocks on the
On for the front page we know that you front
You be on sunset what? Gettin' your punk ass stunt

You gon us or that fo' rippin' through the vests
And you know who you are nigga'll get the message
Malik or M E M P H
around and be a B I T C H sleek
'Cuz all that dude will get guns clappin' dude
And stop Memphis from dude, huh

Memph Bleek, Bleek, Memph Bleek
Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek, Bleek

It took me a while but I am now understandin'
Jay fucked up in the first round when he picked olo candy
Did olo in the second, nigga take it me
The Roc get knocked off the till you picked up beans

Add freeway to the team but move the bitch
Trade the Marcy reject for and Lil' Chris
Now the 5 is live 6 man is Neef
Fans in the stand yellin' out fuck Bleek

You want beef I your body parts all over New York
Leg in jersey arm in Brooklyn head buried in park
You can't even borrow from New York no more like John
And I ain't talkin' to him I'm to Malik

And I got a pine box for a like you
is talkin' how many real niggaz like you
Hit LAX remember you come to the coast
don't play with they lives when it comes to the toast

Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek, Bleek
Bleek, Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek