Luyện nghe bài hát All Tha Time

You got Moesha, E?
All tha time, B
You got Indonesia, B?
All tha time, E
You got the street broom?
All tha time, B
You got your there too?
All tha

not know how to read and right, but I do know Arm and Hammer
If the screen from a tweaker's pipe turns black, that means it's
If it's too many seeds in your weed, chop 'em down
If blood gets bogus, then run his ass out of town
I'm on the Carquinez Bridge, terminal three, quarter seven
Pockets full of hundreds, can't seem to find no ones, revvin'
Smebbin', hella shit to the cashier

get right behind me askin' me how much
I been had to and I said, "A beer"
Blitzed, out of my wits, drivin'
Let's see I done hit one, two, three, ain't no tellin' how skunk
In and out of the holdin' cell, blood like a warrior
And I to answer any questions without the advisory of my lawyer

I in it, all around it, co-founded
Did it when I done it, I must've blunted
Ninety-six for the two P's
I let the K-One run through these
Places that I roam I let the alone
I wonder if they're at Nextel phones
A bad motherfucker for the butter and
And you niggaz need to this shit

You got Moesha, E?
All tha time, B
You got Indonesia, B?
All tha time, E
You got the street broom?
All tha time, B
You got chronic there too?
All tha

I got the on lock, twenty-six block
One on my side gotta be in the house by eight o'clock
Organized crime, bitch, all the time
Get off his dick and get on mine
I be smokin like a broke-down Coupe
Poppin' them brand Golden Seals
Parole can't hold me, and could y'all
Bitch me and my Click is off the

I fucks with everybody to somebody, major
To niggaz if you can't this shit
nigga you must got your mask on backwards
Tiptoeing through the 'hood nigga is no good,
have a pass, so we get that ass

You got Moesha, E?
All tha time, B
You got Indonesia, B?
All tha time, E
You got the sweeper broom?
All tha time, B
You got chronic there too?
All tha

Now the parties don't start we walk in
Drunk off that gin, to check yo' chin
I'm a mannish with the chips and bread
And enough to have your kind of tough
Bluffin' don't exist, we the whole cards
Tail between the legs you walk in the yard
So if you hard, and stay that way
You better what the fuck you play
(Check it out)

It's bring your own bottle, 'cause I be
To get to perkin' awful
And that motherfucker slurrin'
Talkin' crazy to bitches,
Burpin', gurgin', stomach growlin' off the
Lurkin', my stay highs with Red Ledges

I'm to get that fast quarter, fuck a slow nickel
Run a smooth ass operation without gettin' in the pickle
Take my cool ass on a vacation that maybe stop
Buy me an empty lot
And turn it into a car wax wash and shop

You got Moesha, E?
All tha time, B
You got Indonesia, B?
All tha time, E
You got the street sweeper
All tha time, B
You got your chronic there
All tha