Luyện nghe bài hát We Major

You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up and how we roll up and
I control it, can't hold it, it's so nuts
I take a sip of that yak, I to fuck
I take a hit of that chronic, it got me
But what's amazing 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 your
Turn nothing to now pimpin' that's a savior
Best things are green now pimp and get your
off the ground instead of skyscraper
Too low we local, come on homie, we major

We (come on, homie, we major)

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

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

I heard the beat and I ain't know to write
line, should it be about the hos or the ice?
Four-four's or black Christ? flows would be nice
Rap about big paper or the man's plight
At the console asked my man to the right
What this verse sound like, should I freestyle or
He said, Nas, what the fans want is Illmatic,
Picked up the pad and and jotted what I feel
Been like 12 since a nigga first signed
Now I'm a free
And I'm it's time
To build my very own
Cause rappers be deprived of 9 to 5s
And it hurts to see these companies be the life
And I to give my blood sweat and tears to the mic
So copped the LPs and y'all fiends got dealt
I'm Jackson on the balcony where King got killed
I survived the livest niggas
Lasting longer than more than of you clowns
Look, I used to before 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 better throwing all cares away

You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up and how we roll up and
I can't control it, can't hold it, it's so
I take a sip of 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 smoke until the end
Puff, puff then pass, don't fuck up
for Henny, now nigga that's your chaser
Turn nothing to something now pimpin' a savior
Best things are green now pimp and get your
High off the instead of skyscraper
Too low thinkin' we local, come on homie, we