Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Feet Deep

[Intro - People -
"Hey man, what's with you?"
"Fuck you at nigga?"
"I'm tryin to find out nigga!"
"Hold up, up, oh, we got a problem here?"
"We got a here, we got a problem nigga?"

shots]

1 - Bun B]
It's the return of the trill niggaz, hide stash (stash)
We in all black and got the hood on smash (smash)
I Roc ya like Dame (Dash), one shot, one kill [gun shot]
Ask (body) and they gon' tell ya Bun real (Southern Smoke)
It's a done deal I pull up on ya
Calico get unleashed [gun shots], niggaz the corner
Perfect to me and ten (me and ten), we much weight
And this one for Pimp in a penitentiary
Damn, on Bun, wait
Naw nigga, this one to Pimp in a penitentiary upstate
'Til he home, in his name we ballin
We never the homies on lock or the fallen
Band I.T., 'lo and Bad Azz Bam
Sean Wee and Big and we ain't givin a damn
If you need a kilogram, two, three or a
Come on down to Texas, at your country cousin

- Bun B]
I can show you how to get stains, how to 'caine
Show you how to grip grain, how to grip
Bitch we deep off in the game (bitch we off in the game)
Bitch we off in the game (bitch we deep off in the game)

We be creepin in your backdoors, cockin back
Show you how to mack hoes, slammin 'lac
we deep off in the game (bitch we deep off in the game)
Bitch we deep off in the game (bitch we off in the game)

[Verse 2 - Young
Yeah, I learned how to shoot a MAC-10 'fore I 12
Hot shells burn, skin turn pale
You out to get
I show you boys how to sell yay and how to tell what it weigh without a
Motel 6, hard blow quick
And I ain't gon' shit
You'll sell nicks and dimes, twenties, even dollar club sacks
Buy y'all private, to come back

3 - Bad Azz Bam]
I, turn sand into rocks soda
No wrist, just a fog tryin to rock quota
on top of the stove, these hands is cold
I, stretch the books, see how water it hold
Most niggaz think the should be cold
Really hot, keep it warm the finishing lot
Not cold nigga, listen and
We takin bricks on the road, try to your spot, nigga

[Verse 4 -
Yeah (Southern Smoke), you don't how we gettin it, then you gettin in the way
I'm gettin rich, niggaz gettin pissed, cause pussy niggaz play
We can let that metal settle differences [gun cocked], let a set a date
Point guard position, I'm assistin it, so an opponent better
Of my environ-ment, it's the Messiah
So close to the truth than you, that your fiction deny a
Real nigga from gettin
believe me than check my prior
Record, I I'm on fire
Your "poof" like your time expired, liar,