Luyện nghe bài hát A Lot

I'm on the outside... I'm on the outside...

1:]
See these ni**az don't get it till I out
When I see a full moon and they out
Get a dutch get a light then out
More smoke more till I pass out
That's how ni**as get finished like spinach
On a top five list, go cop my
cop out when the cops out
Do not doubt I got {clout} the rappers rap about}
spitting like an A-R
Fifteen my shits mean so get
The MVP in pink, no draft
Just drastic, get ya ass
Don't no help just gimme ya belt
So when you feeling ya self, you'd be feeling the welt
Charles is back, Sha-leik on the track
This beat is so crack, I got jeezy in the

On the looking and I want in
On the outside and I want in
On the outside looking and I in
And I want in and I in
On the looking and I want in
On the outside and I want in
On the outside looking and I in
And I in and I want in

2:]
Got holding they head whenever they cipher with me
Get rowdy I got Roddy Piper with me
Ya bitch ass like a diaper, dig me
I might just hit until I ya kidney
And watchu gonna do (Not a god thing)
ya man gon do (not a god damn thing) (yeah)
Step inside god damn ring and watch ya ass leave with (not a god damn thing)
I never lost a battle so u rap ni**as
All you do is talk, I don't trust u rap ni**as
You rap no class, so I cut u rap ni**as
Give you a pound?, the would I touch u rap ni**as?
It's me, Cassidy, and Weezy, the new
You don't see yo on the list, why you mad?
My ni**as my fam you get it my man
I'm for the game little ni**a I- Am

On the outside and I want in
On the outside looking and I in
On the outside looking and I in
And I in and I want in
On the looking and I want in
On the outside looking and I in
On the looking and I want in
And I want in and I in

3:]
See I was born out in cleveland, raised here in
Money or not, I'm stay here in harlem
Play here in lay here in harlem
I'm ghost, see my grave here in harlem
I stay clear of problems but it finds me
So I sit on ni**as that say is grimy
A day in my would make a hot picture
Not just 1 song like that fox ni**a
I'm way too sick for the noodle soup
I new hits and my ni***s do it too
Fuck outside the box, man I'm living through the
Living my condition ain't got shit to do with u
{The hits that they produce} isn't what you fools to
I ate the apple from the tree and made it loops
Cause I'm the true ruth of the booth stay true to my roots
Make music but you,

On the looking and I want in
On the outside and I want in
On the outside looking and I in
And I in and I want in
On the outside looking and I in
On the looking and I want in
On the outside and I want in
And I want in and I in

I'm on the
I'm a get in
I can see you
See true colors
Inside ugly
like me
I can see you
See in the you