Luyện nghe bài hát Exclusively

Exclusively, on them deuces G
Talkin 'bout what gameplan used to be
They got us up game through the fog and smoke
We came a long way but we got so far to go

Exclusively, on them deuces G
Talkin 'bout what your gameplan to be
They got us choppin' up game through the fog and
We a long way but still we got so far to go

Yeah, I know I got 4 to go, so these bars I flow
At a for the papes, I thank y'all should know
I lace it properly for property, it ain't no stoppin' me
And plus I'm tryin to get my money on like

economy if I could be a made nigga
Smokin' on e'ry nigga, balled out nigga
Keepin' it real, I'm still in the field
with the skills for the bills
I got the million dollar mouthpiece with no gold

I bring the like Will Clark
I will bust I spark and flame in the booth
You blind you shoulda saw it when I came in the
I the thunder, that shit that'll bang in the roof

My niggas, riches, mack bitches
Blow fast with my folks, act vicious with my folks
Suave livin' with my vocals, like my nigga Noble
Fuckin' bad at the hotel

There's nothin' to a boss, man we it up
Smash for the cash and respect so when we mash give it up
I got no for that fake shit
Jersey to the Bay niggaz thuggin' even thinkin' they sick

So basically the world is a ghetto
Play a out his scratch, he gon' be twirled in' a meadow
I it real with niggaz that be true to me
nothin' you can do to me
My crew is deep and real rule the streets

Exclusively, on them deuces G
Talkin' 'bout what your gameplan to be
They got us choppin' up game the fog and smoke
We came a long way but we got so far to go

Lace Timbs, polish your gators, we like odds in Vegas
You ball then it's probably the haters
Can't then it's probably the desert
If you a or not

I give a dawg, bullets is hot
And every gon' cry when he hit
The more pain the more drain, he ain't survivin shit
And your niggas ain't gon' for shit, they know

If came through everybody in the X-5 is hit
Red rag or rag, niggaz die for this
The Game the reason all these niggaz on that Cali Love
Compton niggaz get grimy too, pull you out of 6

Fuck you up like one do
And I dare y'all to stop on the 'Shaw, and Boulevard
Pull it hard, Doogie pullin' bullets out your jaw
your round trip into a one-way ticket
You can visit, but you can not lie and it

It's time for me to shine, life on the grind, life on the
Feelin' like I'm out of time
It's now or never, chasin' this 'til things get better
These streets got me hungry as

Can't stop change, young Sav stuck in the game
Everyday we gotta and slang, struggle and strain
To bubble, weed plus the to juggle
Organize the and muscle

Exclusively, ridin' on them G
Talkin' 'bout what gameplan used to be
They got us choppin' up game the fog and smoke
We came a long way but we got so far to go

You [unverified] like did Gotti, told 'em we kamikaze
Like those whiteboys ain't the robbery
Told 'em we ride around in them cars on them big
In the killin' makin' 100 bills on the P-700 Pirelli wheels

Marshall Faulk in to again in this day to day scrimmage
'Bout the spinach this game is relentless where we
Niggaz'll 32 round ya, you on the ground

After they down ya, ya and plot ya, Heckler & Koch ya
Got ya body bein' by a flock of doctors
Still an unsolved mystery, statistically,
A Get Low nigga victory by fuckin' my credibility