Luyện nghe bài hát Intro

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

You know how we get down, East side, El
El up in this bitch, aiyyo Kay
This bitch blowing up my motherfuckin' phone now
Man, hold up, hol', yo man
Yo son
What's
I gotta tell you like my dog me
When you meet a chick, you gotsta slap her

Slap
Yeah, when you first meet her, slap her
Off the
Off the bat, backhand
Why's that,
later on down the line
You ain't gotsta to worry about
That telling you
"Cam, you don't treat me the way you to"

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

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

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

See parrot on my shoulder?
He do the talking, I concerned with words
Act up and be to the birds
I return with birds, any 28 grams
A bitch that I touch, pretty much to birds
I be in Miami, Bow Ca Baton, ya moms
Hauntin' ya all over the dawn
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
the crib, go in the hampter
Don't me, Stana
If you do, I'm the hammer
That'll rip that vest apart, hit ya chest and
I ain't finished, that's the start

You'll be calling for up, praying for help
my life, I'm taking myself
All the I felt
In my crib at night, for wealth
Bitches dissin', "What's the problem ma? I ballin'"
Now every ten minutes, hos prank
Yo cam, fuck all rap shit, man
get down to business, harlem
Okay, good, let's poppin' nigga