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 sweeper
All tha time, B
You got chronic there too?
All tha

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

Pi-pi's get right me askin' me how much
I had to drink and I said, "A beer"
Blitzed, out of my wits, drivin'
Let's see I done hit one, two, three, ain't no how many skunk
In and out of the holdin' cell, blood alcohol a warrior
And I refuse to answer any questions the advisory of my lawyer

I in it, all around it, co-founded
Did it when I it, I must've been blunted
hundred for the two P's
I let the homie K-One run these
that I roam I let the hubs alone
I wonder if they're trippin' at Nextel
A bad for the butter and grits
And you need to know this shit

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 your chronic there
All tha

I got the turf on lock, twenty-six
One on my side gotta be in the house by eight o'clock
Organized crime, bitch, all the bitch
Get off his dick and get on mine
I be smokin like a Coupe DeVille
them generic brand Golden Seals
Parole can't hold me, and neither y'all
Bitch me and my is off the wall

I fucks everybody to somebody, major factors
To niggaz if you understand this shit
Then nigga you must got your mask on
Tiptoeing the 'hood nigga is no good, nigga
Gotta 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 street sweeper
All tha time, B
You got your 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 motherfucker the chips and bread
And enough to have head kind of tough
Bluffin' exist, we pull the whole cards
Tail the legs when you walk in the yard
So if you hard, and stay that way
You watch what the fuck you play
(Check it out)

bring your own bottle, 'cause I be likin'
To get to perkin' somethin'
And that motherfucker slurrin'
Talkin' crazy to bitches,
Burpin', gurgin', stomach off the hinges
Lurkin', torqin' my stay highs with Red

I'm to get that fast quarter, fuck a slow nickel
Run a smooth ass without gettin' caught in the pickle
Take my ass on a vacation that maybe someday stop
Buy me an commercial lot
And turn it a car wax wash and detail 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 chronic there too?
All tha