Luyện nghe bài hát Alex

Yeah, right
Boys shit
Smoke a to this shit nigga
Word up bout to throw ya head up

Yo, yo he got his stones from
In his mouth he had thirty plus karats
Big ratchets, smoke cigars a Bogart classic
Told niggaz if he he want a glass casket

Parents died when he was five old
Made his way inside the US with Columbian
A name and a passport
Benetton luggage, one sister, pretty thing, skin

Niggaz will body her like fuck it with a scar by her left eye
Her brother Alex was extremely close, he sold and minks
Had trays put in toilets and
Loved to roller skate, ninety nine did time up in

Came home blown, the kings and soldiers
Never gave a fuck about that MC beef in
Alex, he was a rich
He had to ten bodies under his belt

His man did the last one and got himself
him a while to get his head together
Alex one day out in L.A., made a call in New
Told his man God it's down, fly the whole team in for support

Remember that Ray shit Jamie Foxx played? That was my shit
I never got paid, they got rich off a stolen
In ninety eight I seen Charles on the strip
Showed him the copyrights, his life in the flick

In Braille, he it in no time
Hit me with his math, said, I'll you some more lines
Real talk, up dude
Said, How you Jamie Foxx to replay you?
He said, that's cool

But under one circumstance, you he can bow my walk
Flip my and my hands?
I said, Sure why not?, he can anything
Trust me young boy hot

Shook his then I bounced in the limo
Grabbed my cell, bit my cigar and then rolled the window
Contacted Brook and Roberts
Told them we got it in ten [Incomprehensible], yo Ray Ray it

Now we can move on and shoot live shit
mad options, Paramount and DreamWorks we shop it
Or Mandalay and New cop it
I go and get ten mil' and it on the independent market

But anyway down in PF Chains, I had a with this rich investor
Said they'll twenty million on the kid's film
Only if he the cast
He was drunk, he was real fast

So I test his mouth, back then I put him on blast
Where exactly we gon' get this
I gotta ill Gotti Gigante
Wise guys that kill Bulotti, bodies, earnin' respect

The waiter came in a dropped off the shrimp fried rice he
I said, Thanks as he my water
Then out came the veggie rolls, sesame chicken and tea
wine had me wanting to pee

Said, Excuse me I'll be right back, me
his glass and he nodded to me
Skated off to take a piss, the shit felt a nut
Got the dude vanished, briefcase, script, and all
Ask the waiter where he go, the motherfucker Spanish