Luyện nghe bài hát Intro

How y'all out there?
I wanna welcome y'all
Welcome some of for the first time, huh? Killa
We did it again, y'all wit us
a dick man, aiyyo 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, what's

You know how we get down, East side, El
El barrio up in bitch, aiyyo 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 slap her

Slap
Yeah, when you first her, just slap her
Off the
Off the bat, just
Why's that,
'Cause later on down the
You never gotsta to worry about
chick telling you
"Cam, you don't treat me the way you 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, whoever
And go give another nigga her fucking money
Knaw I
Nah cam, you understand
That's cause ya game is

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

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

See this on my shoulder?
He do the talking, I ain't concerned words
Act up and be returned to the
I return them birds, any 28 grams
A that I touch, pretty much turns to birds
I be in Miami, Bow Ca Baton, pokin' ya
Hauntin' ya aunt all over the
Using a then I'm gone back

Cobacabana, no joke I'm
come for dope, it's a damper
I'm low in Atlanta, get hot, go to
Rush the crib, go in the
Don't follow me,
If you do, I'm the hammer
rip that vest apart, hit ya chest and heart
I finished, that's just the start

You'll be for back up, praying for help
Fuck my life, I'm myself
All the I felt
In my at night, praying for wealth
Bitches dissin', "What's the ma? I ain't ballin'"
Now every ten minutes, hos prank
Yo cam, fuck all rap shit, man
get down to business, harlem
Okay, it's good, let's poppin'