Luyện nghe bài hát 3 Minute Murder

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

rhyming:]
Twis' got Yes I kill
I could ride on they ass like Buffalo
I be winnin in the game like them niggas in the
if a nigga talkin shit I'm to hit em in the mouth
lyrics that's the shit I be equipped to spit em out
and Imma a nigga sick cause I got venom in the mouth
Antonyms and synonyms are spinnin him out of his
and I got bricks of money bitch and I can't fit em in the
Kill em with the ride paints hard the deep dish
em wit syllables quick wit 8 bars in a sequence
I am the bidness I charge you to peep this
can't see me I'm ray Charles or a eclipse
Stevie in the blackout see me with the out
Twista gon get like a GD in a crack house
When it come to flows Imma spit em they cold
When it come to niggaz heads Imma split it a pole
Take away swag and shit on they cocky style
cuz my be too quick they call me Twista Pacquiao
come solo wit my k-olo when you see my logo take my photo when I'm on promo
Niggas wanna get me better pick a new regimen
shit too B somebody better go get you medicine
Not up Twista I'm makin the issue relevant
balls bigger mine betta go get 2 elephants
I be getting but you and yo click too elegant
beat yo face up til yo jaw tissue look like a
I be steady whoopin yo ass fo the hell of it
can't nobody wit me the planet is celibate
I a hot flow, get it like Harpo
brief when I teeth shine like a car show
Wit a bitch, go head check out my cargo
you know one gon be wit me my car go
Where yo baby at where yo 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 know the ladies at
Whether we comin and 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 about the streets and a quick pot
but it's time to do so the shorties don't get popped
back to the lab I got the desert eagle
come on yo muthafuckin tip and kill a lot of
up on a priest let him know I ain't no reverend
either dat I go where the fuck I I'm up in heaven evil
U ain't gotta me I know I spit bars sick
e-mail, anthrax, flows kick
G-up genie and throw it up I'm car
cut raw deez nigga cut garbage
Lethargic a bitch hard dick see my niggaz and I say salute like a sergeant
Can't lie I'm one of the coldest artists so I have yo bitch up in my apartment
So I be out fuck you flyers da fakers and heaters and then fuck liars
If yo' shit ain't one been one the swine flu h1n1 virus
Am I like Jason no I'm more like Michael
I am the shit I need to diapers
When I it sometimes I'm all to philosophical
blame it on the Don and killer tropical
Twista got more swag a rich sissy
but don't get muthafuckas can get grilly
Imma balla and a boss and yes I'm finna get
takin flames to the like I'm Nicolas Cage
I ghost ride the I'm finna get laid
any dat try to get me is finna get sprayed
One day it's dat I'm finna get saved
but for now I be getting I'm finna get paid muthafucka
Fucka.. ..fucka.. .. fucka.. ..fucka