Luyện nghe bài hát We Gorillaz

[Intro - talking]
Yo let me you something right now
That crazy muthafucka down
and im makin for Goddamn sure none
of us is down with him

Game: talking]
700 for your
Faggot Ass
my album done, its friday, and i got shit to do

here the
you nigga fuck your click
The whole world tired of that G-G-G

Switch, Fuck

No you say that

2 buttons up a drop,

NAAHHH

Well say fuck 'em all nigga

Let shots fly and pour out the hard liquor
They say the 40 make the grass grow
And when we hit the corner we spittin like

Jazz-O? that nigga taught how to rhyme

He aint teach jigga how to
O well, bar for bar line for line
Me and juice go like the hands of time

back in AZ, AZ
sugarhill in the cutlass no AZ

AZ like green for the
.45 on ya chest Red for the haters

Haters, spin the crabs vegas
We Throwin chips out yall stackin
Smash through cuffs On the cases
Open it up im just cleaning my

Time for a change up the bazzle
elevator going down not on my level
The penthouse

more house

Compton the we back for the weekend
We leave niggas leakin like water in the

And my hot like water in the projects

We on the flow hangin like grubman

Its a new city im gutter man
We from the man
Did I man?
franklin in the choke whole rubberband

I got it Luis wallet
No cash lets ask the black to solid

Hard like the Bentley coup
Hop in ill show ya what the Bentley do
V12 Im the truth

And my name mike im tha mothafuckin booth

Get lost
Still mad that my lost at the rucker

Here go

Where she at ill her

I thought you rihanna

I for the drama

What about

Nigga you can me

I take paris you take you take Nicole

Nah too prissy

What about when we was with Olivia

I smell fishy
360 vince for the Nets
the hit the fence

Cops we got to jet

Jet, like a G-4

Juice blowin up C-4 Nigga

Want a war
Its me and 4
You such a pi-po with the .44
Look out ya window see more

We at your backdoor takin D-tour
Run in ya put a gun in ya mouth
shure she aint pregnant put 1 on her spouse

Ow we out 2 villains on the move
Spittin harder LL on crush-groove

We new skool but we old skool

Peace to Ja Rule, payback for

Hot Rod back im anxious
I shake ya after you juck and banks up

B.Dub.S

As Its time to up

Drinks on us tonight put change up
And your chains up, we gorillaz in the

Well fuck you up

Welcome to the

Aw man you aint to swing with tarzan

We go like elephant tusk

And you peanuts you can never be us

We on a level bus
papoose when the gat loose SLAY what up?

Three wheel motion the tray lift up

I got a new west-coast dre look up

Juice got the game shook up

Prodajay of the nigga with the flaming chucks,

Time to stay my name back up
Niggas get wrapped up bitches get up
Az songs niggas know what im

Backstage

Knockin out

Holdin up chronic on ya magazine
Next im on the front solo mofucka
.45 in the polo mofucka, all chrome on the low-low
Gotta let them know
You jermaine dupri rhyming So-So mothafucka

For you old and ya slow mothafuckas
This is not a mothafucka

Grey

You getting old

Stay

Im to blow mothafucka

All over the mothafucka
I shit like Brandon lee in the Crow mothafucka
And we freestyle just for fun
You niggas doin by's with a paintball gun
dont wanna get the war started

And betta nit hoodies a way for the target

Nigga me with that ice cream shit

Unless you ice-cream from my dick

I used to walk through the hood with a bag of
the world thought kim was a nasty bitch

Ten years we kick classy shit

We aint negotiating nuthin we be through your vents
Fallin through the cealing a squad full of killers
Juice let them know

Yo Game We

& Juice talking:]

ey juice you gotta stop niggas man

Maannn that

Nah man you gotta to me man
Ya stop dissin these niggas

Mann that

Im you man that shit aint gonna get you now where man
u stop dissin niggas man

Man that

Aight you gonna learn, keep on bein hardhead

Nigga you a
Nigga dont even know how to say shit right

it

me
B.W.S
BITCH!