Luyện nghe bài hát 3 Minute Murder

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

[Twista
Twis' got Yes I kill
I could on they ass like Buffalo Bill
I be winnin in the game like niggas in the south
if a nigga talkin shit I'm quick to hit em in the
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 bitch and I can't fit em in the couch
Kill em with the ride paints hard the deep dish
Kill em wit quick wit 8 bars in a sequence
I am the bidness I gotta charge you to this
Niggaz see me I'm ray Charles or a eclipse
in the blackout see me with the Mack out
Twista gon get money a GD in a crack house
When it come to Imma spit em like they cold
When it come to niggaz heads Imma it like a pole
Take away they swag and shit on they cocky
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
shit too sick B somebody go get you medicine
Not bringin up Twista I'm makin the issue
balls bigger than betta go get 2 elephants
I be grimy but you and yo click too elegant
beat yo face up til yo jaw tissue like a pelican
I be whoopin yo ass just fo the hell of it
nobody fuck wit me the planet is celibate
I kick a hot flow, get it Harpo
brief when I rhyme teeth like a car show
Wit a thick bitch, go check out my cargo
you one gon be wit me wherever my car go
Where yo baby at where yo Mercedes
at ill let u borrow the Bentley as as you bring it back
Here, a couple stacks, you ain't pay me back
me and yo kick it and he know where the ladies at
we comin and killin and murderin cause I beat down the block
or because I'm like throw ya hands up' cause hip hop
I'd rather be rappin the streets and makin a quick pot
but it's time to do something so the shorties don't get
Meanwhile back to the lab I got the desert
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 gotta tell me I 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 see my niggaz and I say salute like a sergeant
Can't lie I'm one of the coldest artists so I wouldn't yo bitch up in my apartment
So I be passin out fuck you flyers da fakers and heaters and then liars
If yo' shit one been one minded the swine flu h1n1 virus
Am I like Jason no I'm more like Michael
I am the shit I need to wear
I spit it sometimes I'm all to philosophical
blame it on the Don and killer tropical
Twista got more swag than a sissy
but don't get prissy muthafuckas can get
Imma balla and a boss and yes I'm get paid
takin flames to the head like I'm Nicolas
I ghost the whip I'm finna get laid
any niggaz dat try to get me is get sprayed
One day it's possible dat I'm get saved
but for now I be money I'm finna get paid muthafucka
Fucka.. ..fucka.. .. fucka.. ..fucka