Luyện nghe bài hát It's Like That

Yeah, un huh, this y'all, uhh
this y'all, un huh jigga
Watch y'all, un huh, uhh
ya'll, uhhhh, come on yea
It's kid Capri and Jay-z, kid Capri and Jay-z
'Cause I'm like that yo! 'cause I'm that yo

As a and dumb man, gun in the waist
Sold crack to those who couldn't the pain
And had to it with baste
Couldn't drink the henny
I needed to chase
I needed to chase
Nowadays I shots back, leavin' nothin' to waste
Life is like a treadmill, runnin' in place

Gettin' nowhere fast, a whole year past
I vowed to never stop winin', 'til the stop spinnin'
Rock hot Lenin, cop hot and hot women
If not him then you got it confused, y'all not remembering
My motto is simply I will not lose, abide by the rules
I buy my glock used, bodies on it, let me know anybody want it?
I'm raised, ill way misunderstood
If you ain't live I live then run with the hood

I done what I could to come up with this paper 'til this day
Run with the hood, guess it's part of my nature, if awaits ya?
Nigga I'm coming the razors, still flashin' ya shit
Try to pass me in a six, tight classy on the
Every bit of 30 karats, is not a game
This isn't why I came, these words find a spot on your brain
And burn, I recycle my life
I shall

How tight is your
'Cause I'm that yo
How right is dough?
'Cause I'm that yo
How white is your
'Cause I'm that yo
Only writers you
I'm like that

How tight is your
I'm like that yo
How is your dough?
'Cause I'm like yo
How white is your
'Cause I'm like yo
writers you know
Watch yo

I'm a hop, skip, a from rippin' the pump
Spittin' a couple of words and hittin' you chump
Shit, I get digits in
I'm a motherfucking problem is this what you
Overachiever, I love chicks that chiva
And reefer paper, I hate the one's that blow up ya
'Cause I go in ya deeper, I only divas
Impregnate the world when I come through speakers

Fuck hot my got the fever
Niggas kick dirt, get ya whole block up
I creep up the beef heats up, caught him with his feet up
And shoes off, to snooze off
'cause you can't turn the booze off
You dudes is too soft when I fuck you all
I bark your ex and spit at the locks
But than that I ain't even fucking with cats

Just me tied B.I. it like that, me, dame and biggs
fuckin' with that?
Y'all can diss jigga, get nothing for that
Other then a couple in ya back
Rappers y'all runnin' around like I gun ya down
Last nigga that fronted, two him around
Lord, except this offer here's somethin' for crown
I admit no malice, I met his challenge, in one

How is your flow?
'Cause I'm like yo
How right is dough?
I'm like that yo
How white is your
I'm like that yo
Only writers you
Just that

How is your flow?
I'm like that yo
How right is your
Just like yo
How white is your
'Cause I'm that yo
Only you know
Just that

How tight is your
How right is your
How white is your
writers you know
How is your flow?
How right is dough?
How is your blow?
Only writers you

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