Luyện nghe bài hát We Major

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

We (come on, homie, we major)

Feeling better than head on a Sunday afternoon
than a chick that say yes to soon
Until you have a daughter, what I call karma
And you pray to god she grow breasts too soon.
to' up, gang signs is thrown 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 had shit but he had that nine
Nigga come flickin' and he had that shine
Put two and two together in a 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 through
That's all I want like want they good whiskey
I ain't in the Klan, but I brought my hood me

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

I heard the beat and I ain't know what to
line, should it be about the hos or the ice?
Four-four's or black Christ? Both flows would be
Rap big paper or the black man's plight
At the console asked my man to the right
What this verse sound like, I freestyle or write?
He said, Nas, what the fans want is Illmatic,
Picked up the pad and pencil and jotted I feel
Been like 12 since a nigga first signed
Now I'm a free
And I'm thinking time
To my very own Motown
Cause be deprived of executive 9 to 5s
And it hurts to see these companies be stealing the
And I love to my blood sweat and tears to the mic
So y'all copped the LPs and y'all got dealt
I'm Jesse Jackson on the where King got killed
I the livest niggas around
Lasting longer than more than half of you
Look, I used to cook before I had the game
Either way my came like Sam Cooke.

Feeling better than I ever felt before
Like better late never is orientation
Still we can it better throwing all your cares away

You motherfuckers better do your job and roll up and watch how we 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 really what's amazing is how I keep
Towel under the door smoke until the end
Puff, puff then pass, don't up rotation
Hypnotic for Henny, now nigga that's your
Turn nothing to something now pimpin' that's a
Best are green now pimp and get your paper
High off the ground instead of
Too low we local, come on homie, we major