Luyện nghe bài hát 3 Minute Murder

[Twista
Uh, Uh, Ya'll know what it is
talkin bout Twista this Twista that
all I is Twista rap I spit nigga, fuck ya'll, check it out

rhyming:]
Twis' got Yes I kill
I could ride on they ass like Bill
I be winnin in the game like them niggas in the
if a nigga shit I'm quick to hit em in the mouth
Them lyrics that's the shit I be to spit em out
and Imma make a sick cause I got venom in the mouth
and synonyms are spinnin him out of his route
and I got bricks of money bitch and I fit em in the couch
Kill em with the ride paints hard with the dish
Kill em wit syllables wit 8 bars in a sequence
I am the bidness I gotta charge you to this
Niggaz can't see me I'm ray Charles or a
Stevie in the blackout see me with the out
Twista gon get money like a GD in a house
When it to flows Imma spit em like they cold
When it come to niggaz heads split it like a pole
Take away they swag and shit on cocky style
cuz my lyrics be too they call me Twista Pacquiao
come solo wit my k-olo when you see my logo come take my photo when I'm on
Niggas wanna get me they pick a new regimen
too sick B somebody better go get you medicine
Not bringin up Twista I'm makin the relevant
balls bigger than betta go get 2 elephants
I be getting grimy but you and yo too elegant
beat yo face up til yo jaw look like a pelican
I be steady whoopin yo ass fo the hell of it
can't fuck wit me the planet is celibate
I a hot flow, get it like Harpo
brief when I rhyme teeth like a car show
Wit a bitch, go head check out my cargo
you know one gon be wit me my car go
yo baby at where yo white Mercedes
at ill let u borrow the Bentley as long as you it back
Here, a couple stacks, you ain't pay me back
me and yo boss kick it and he where the ladies at
Whether we comin and killin and murderin cause I beat down the
or because I'm like throw ya up' cause it's hip hop
I'd rather be about the streets and makin a quick pot
but it's time to do something so the don't get popped
Meanwhile to the lab I got the desert eagle
come on yo muthafuckin tip and a lot of people
Throw up on a let him know I ain't no reverend
either dat I go where the fuck I want I'm up in evil
U ain't tell me I know I spit bars sick
e-mail, anthrax, flows arsenic
G-up and throw it up I'm car sick
cut raw deez nigga cut garbage
Lethargic give a bitch hard dick see my and I say salute like a sergeant
Can't lie I'm one of the artists so I wouldn't have yo bitch up in my apartment
So I be passin out fuck you flyers da fakers and heaters and then liars
If yo' shit ain't one been one minded the flu h1n1 virus
Am I like no I'm more like Michael Myers
I am the I need to wear diapers
When I it sometimes I'm all to philosophical
blame it on the Don Julio and killer
got more swag than a rich sissy
but don't get muthafuckas can get grilly
Imma and a boss and yes I'm finna get paid
takin flames to the head like I'm Cage
I ghost ride the whip I'm finna get
any dat try to get me is finna get sprayed
One day it's possible dat I'm finna get
but for now I be getting I'm finna get paid muthafucka
Fucka.. ..fucka.. .. fucka.. ..fucka