Luyện nghe bài hát Intro

How doin' out there?
I wanna y'all back
Welcome some of for the first time, huh? Killa
We did it again, fuck wit us
Suck a dick man, Jones, what's good?
Santana, Freaky, they be mad this time, huh?
Aiyyo I got my man Kay Slay up in the
Harlem, you know what it is, good?

You how we get down, East side, El Barrio
El barrio up in this bitch, Kay
This blowing up my motherfuckin' phone right now
Man, fuck' up, hol', yo man
Yo son
good?
I gotta you like my dog told me
When you meet a chick, you gotsta straight her

her?
Yeah, when you first her, just slap her
Off the
Off the bat, backhand
that, though?
'Cause later on the line
You ain't gotsta to worry about
chick telling you
"Cam, you treat me the way you used to"

That's what I'm nigga
But see the is with me
I don't how a bitch could go out
Rain, sleet, snow, fuck, suck
And then go give another nigga her fucking
I mean?
Nah cam, you understand
That's cause ya is tight

Oh no, nah, not me Ka', I'm talking about another
I know my game is tight, nigga, know I
We getting ready set this shit the off
Jones, we at, huh? Harlem, harlem, harlem

Yo, yo, I you to step son
For I ya moms, make you my step son
be calling me daddy, 'cause
The "Rag Muffin" y'all say
Y'all fuck around with Numsay
Y'all gonna see
I'm a but colder
Now I rock karrots that I'm

See parrot on my shoulder?
He do the talking, I concerned with words
Act up and be returned to the
I return with birds, any 28 grams
A that I touch, pretty much turns to birds
I be in Miami, Bow Ca Baton, ya moms
Hauntin' ya aunt all over the
Using a dope then I'm back

Cobacabana, no joke I'm
Cops come for dope, a damper
I'm low in Atlanta, get hot, go to
Rush the crib, go in the
Don't me, Stana
If you do, I'm blowin' the
That'll rip that apart, hit ya chest and heart
I ain't finished, that's just the

You'll be for back up, praying for help
Fuck my life, I'm myself
All the achin' I
In my crib at night, for wealth
Bitches dissin', "What's the problem ma? I ballin'"
Now ten minutes, hos prank callin'
Yo cam, all this rap shit, man
Let's get to business, harlem
Okay, it's good, poppin' nigga