Luyện nghe bài hát Alex

Yeah, right
Hardy shit
Smoke a Winston to shit nigga
Word up bout to fuckin' throw ya up

Yo, yo he got his stones Greece
In his mouth he had like thirty plus
Big ratchets, smoke cigars like a Bogart
Told if he dies he want a glass casket

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

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

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

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

Remember that Ray shit that 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
him the copyrights, his life in the real flick

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

But one circumstance, you think he can bow my walk
Flip my and my hands?
I said, Sure why not?, he can imitate
me this young boy hot

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

Now we can move on and shoot this shit
With mad options, Paramount and we shop it
Or and New Line cop it
I go and get ten and blow it on the independent market

But down in PF Chains, I had a meeting with this rich investor
Said they'll throw twenty million on the kid's
if he chose the cast
He was drunk, he was talkin' fast

So I test his mouth, laid back I put him on blast
Where exactly we get this cash?
I gotta ill Gigante connect
Wise guys kill Bulotti, catching bodies, earnin' respect

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

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