Luyện nghe bài hát 3 Minute Murder

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

[Twista
Twis' got skill Yes I
I could ride on ass like Buffalo Bill
I be winnin in the game them niggas in the south
if a talkin shit I'm quick to hit em in the mouth
Them that's the shit I be equipped to spit em out
and make a nigga sick cause I got venom in the mouth
Antonyms and synonyms are him out of his route
and I got bricks of money bitch and I can't fit em in the
Kill em with the ride paints hard with the deep
Kill em wit syllables quick wit 8 bars in a
I am the bidness I gotta charge you to this
Niggaz can't see me I'm ray or a eclipse
Stevie in the see me with the Mack out
Twista gon get like a GD in a crack house
When it come to flows Imma spit em like cold
When it to niggaz heads Imma split it like a pole
Take away they swag and shit on they cocky
cuz my lyrics be too quick they call me Pacquiao
come solo wit my k-olo when you see my logo come my photo when I'm on promo
Niggas get me they better pick a new regimen
shit too sick B somebody go get you medicine
Not bringin up Twista I'm makin the issue
balls than mine betta go get 2 elephants
I be getting grimy but you and yo too elegant
beat yo up til yo jaw tissue look like a pelican
I be steady whoopin yo ass just fo the of it
can't fuck wit me the planet is celibate
I kick a hot flow, get it like
when I rhyme teeth shine like a car show
Wit a thick bitch, go head check out my
you one gon be wit me wherever my car go
Where yo baby at yo white Mercedes
at ill let u borrow the Bentley as long as you it back
Here, a couple stacks, you ain't gotta pay me
me and yo boss kick it and he where the ladies at
we comin and killin and murderin cause I beat down the block
or because I'm throw ya hands up' cause it's hip hop
I'd rather be rappin about the streets and a quick pot
but it's time to do so the shorties don't get popped
Meanwhile back to the lab I got the desert
come on yo muthafuckin tip and a lot of people
Throw up on a priest let him know I no reverend
dat I go where the fuck I want I'm up in heaven 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 hard dick see my niggaz and I say salute like a sergeant
Can't lie I'm one of the coldest artists so I wouldn't have yo up in my apartment
So I be passin out you flyers da fakers and heaters and then fuck liars
If yo' shit ain't one been one minded the flu h1n1 virus
Am I Jason no I'm more like Michael Myers
I am the I need to wear diapers
I spit it sometimes I'm all to philosophical
blame it on the Don Julio and tropical
Twista got more than a rich sissy
but don't get prissy muthafuckas can get
Imma balla and a and yes I'm finna get paid
takin flames to the head I'm Nicolas Cage
I ride the whip I'm finna get laid
any niggaz dat try to get me is finna get
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