Luyện nghe bài hát All In My Mind

First (Thorough)

They told me to clever, whatever,
it make, it's on you,
so I be who I be, and do what I do,
I'm one of the few, the and the pimpish
in this business I be the swiftest I kick this,
as if you didnt know it's Thorough that Suave Camp,
Best Vemp chimped, or get licked like a stamp,
amps and beats, technics is what I with,
gangsta's and pimps and balla's is who I with...

(Mr. Mike)
FUCK nobody when I see demons in tha mirror,
wicked as fuck feeling like a & Killa,
i'm on the defense like Johnny Cochran,
NOW GIVE UP YO THANGS MISTA, before this hit the proper spot,
blocks on phones, wont leave they homes, peeping through cracks
cause blacks be back with all that past crap,
strap on bullit proof vest and combat boots
it's NIGGA DAY!! ,
and this we go come on you,
blue disguise thats wise,
made me my 9-5 got myself a 4-5 im,
aimless spraying not playing their vertabrates,
these the Dayz,
so many must come wicked,
we heard of wayz........

(Eightball)
I see one, two, Niggaz live,
3 past before I blast with my 4-5,
6 shots, 7 cops, to take 8ball,
9 witnesses reported all the the recalled,
everlasting, blasting, niggaz running when,
buckin ducking ,
putting in the past tense,
i be the of the gat therefore it shall not run,
a couldnt see such a feature for my momma's son,
(Nigga) Breath taker, the trouble maker,
fake breaker, Tennessee earthquaker,
shaking grounds i'm walking smoking fat onion,
i get lit, and beat the shit out of Bunyon,
fightin, of the Titans on your dial,
i'm gettin stickin on my tootsie doggystyle,
G, you heard me,
the wicked served,
now i'm soccer, gotta kick'em to da curb G,
but she's not with it, put a on the fat mack,
i hate hoe's but I cant help but to go back,
i sound like a fiend, is the last time,
could be reality or all in my mind?......

(Mr. Mike)
Spill 9's fluid, do it like some G's
they know me from Columbian to Portugeese,
(nigga how u figga)
i got mo scratch flea's,
i got mo than these,
powered sour nigga's,
steady crack to fiend's,
at ease, take a at some black G's
scopin the president, takin over residents black kings,
G's with phat key's,
rats ease on properties poppin me for my black jeans

(Thorough)
i had a cracker on my and my finger still itchin,
of killing and then the strap start spittin, hittin,
the prez, plottin on the devil,
a rebel and a mason is yall snakes facing,
chasing traders with my data cause I hata be corpe,
and peep game when being taught, or to picture this of us lyricists,
nigga'z taking shots and the same nigga'z getting hit,
spit the and got fam like Gotti,
her like hobbies,
everybody,
let my head grip the bed and I the time,
it's all a dream, I in my fuckin mind.....

(MJG)
280 of hay, every damn day I gotta test a,
25 on my dressa' , yes ah,
breakfast served by a hoe that look like Genie,
she my every wish and keeps a tight ass bikini tini,
tiny as a Barbie Doll set,
she all up in my house and I aint hit that pussy yet,
I gives to my butler, cause he know,
I know on the downlow he's a chiefin muthafucka for ya,
now as I flips the calendar I spots the winter,
if it aint 3 mo freaky wanna have dinner,
but I cant do it cause my just to tight,
i phoned, Quincy Jones said he needs my help tonight,
he wanted me to the strong from the wimps,
playa's with the limps to make a song called We Are The Pimps,
i call's Ball, calls the crew,
we met up at the Penthouse, and Paris 2,
do , u know the to the fence, if u dont,
move on cause u aint got no home in this residence,
it's that i'm daydreaming high,
all the ever last line ALL IN MY MIND....