Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Feet Deep

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

[gun

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

- Bun B]
I can you how to get stains, how to flip 'caine
Show you how to grain, how to grip stains
Bitch we off in the game (bitch we deep off in the game)
we deep 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 doors
Bitch we deep off in the game (bitch we off in the game)
we deep off in the game (bitch we deep 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 without a scale
Motel 6, hard sell quick
And I ain't gon' shit
You'll nicks and dimes, twenties, even three dollar club sacks
Buy y'all private, guaranteed to come

[Verse 3 - Bad Azz
I, turn sand into with soda
No wrist, just a fog to rock your quota
Microwave on top of the stove, these is cold
I, stretch the books, see how much water it
Most niggaz think the water be cold
Really hot, it warm 'til 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 hear how we 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 pray
Of my environ-ment, yeah it's the
So close to the truth than you, your fiction cannot deny a
Real nigga from higher
Don't me than check my prior
Record, I said I'm on
"poof" like your time expired, liar, haha