Luyện nghe bài hát Exclusively

Exclusively, on them deuces G
Talkin 'bout what your gameplan to be
They got us choppin' up game through the fog and
We came a long way but we got so far to go

Exclusively, on them deuces G
Talkin 'bout what gameplan used to be
got us choppin' up game through the fog and smoke
We came a long way but we got so far to go

Yeah, I I got 4 to go, so with these bars I flow
At a pace for the papes, I thank should know
I lace it for property, it really ain't no stoppin' me
And I'm tryin to get my money on like Monopoly

Politickin' if I could be a made nigga
Smokin' on nigga, balled out paid nigga
Keepin' it real, I'm still deep in the
Deep the skills for the bills
I got the million dollar with no gold grill

I bring the thrill Will Clark
I will I will spark and flame in the booth
You blind you shoulda saw it I came in the booth
I the thunder, that shit that'll bang in the roof

My niggas, stack riches, mack
Blow fast with my folks, act vicious with my folks
Suave with my vocals, outlaw like my nigga Noble
Fuckin' bad at the hotel

There's to a boss, man we live it up
Smash for the cash and respect so when we niggaz give it up
I got no for that fake shit
Jersey to the Bay niggaz thuggin' even bitches thinkin' sick

So nigga basically the is a ghetto
Play a out his scratch, he gon' be twirled in' a meadow
I keep it real with that be true to me
nothin' you can do to me
My crew is deep and real niggaz rule the

Exclusively, ridin' on deuces G
Talkin' 'bout your gameplan used to be
They got us choppin' up game the fog and smoke
We came a long way but we got so far to go

Lace your Timbs, polish your gators, we like odds in
You can't ball it's probably the haters
Can't then it's probably the desert
If you a or not

I give a dawg, bullets is hot
And every gon' cry when he hit
The more pain the more blood drain, he ain't shit
And your ain't gon' ride for shit, they know

If they came everybody in the X-5 is hit
Red rag or blue rag, die for this
The Game the reason all these niggaz on that Love shit
Compton niggaz get grimy too, you out of that 6

Fuck you up like one do
And I y'all to stop on the 'Shaw, and King Boulevard
Pull it hard, Doogie Howser bullets out your jaw
Turn your round trip into a ticket
You can visit, but you can not lie and it

It's time for me to shine, on the grind, life on the line
like I'm runnin' out of time
It's now or never, chasin' this cheddar things get better
streets got me hungry as ever

Can't stop can't change, Sav stuck in the game
Everyday we gotta hustle and slang, struggle and
To bubble, plus the 'caine to juggle
the brains and muscle

Exclusively, on them deuces G
Talkin' 'bout what your gameplan to be
They got us choppin' up game through the fog and
We came a way but still we got so far to go

You [unverified] like Sammy did Gotti, 'em we kamikaze
Like those ain't heedin the robbery
Told 'em we ride around in them on them big wheels
In the killin' field makin' 100 bills on the P-700 Pirelli

Marshall Faulk in to ball in this day to day scrimmage
'Bout the spinach this game is relentless where we
32 round ya, kick you on the ground

After they down ya, sneak ya and ya, Heckler & Koch ya
Got ya body bein' by a flock of doctors
Still an mystery, statistically, history
A Get Low nigga victory by fuckin' my credibility