Luyện nghe bài hát Amerikaz Most Wanted

I tried to tell these niggas I ain't the one for the games
.40 cal hit ya and take ya brains out the frame
Riding in my homie Honda, like a big dog
Smoked out to the max, tell me can you see me the fog
I be blowing them trees, I be smoking on that
My style is sporadic, and my flow is kinda tricky
Wanted by everyone, cops and included
Injecting realness to the game 'cause it's too diluted
You ain't nothing 'til you something, then every bitch gonna a piece
But it's money over bitches, how we do it in the
Now, follow as we
Step to me with some bullshit, it be a homicide
Will I or fall, I think the answer is obvious
Stronger than a locomotive, bitch it ain't no stopping
I shouldn't have to brag and you I'm the best
Guns open up your flesh like a key to a chest
No mercy when we ride, no when I bomb
J Lethal's time to shine, and bitch I'm going in
And I will not relent, I'm about to this beat with a murderous intent
What you saying, what you saying, I will turn you to a
White widow kush, tell 'em up the Hennessy
And me take it to another level
Niggas live in houses yet they still throwing pebbles
I be to my script, time to memorize my lines
Like a diamond in a mine, you I gotta shine
The is the beast, I'ma let it run free
In a Tropicana Chevy looking some Hi-C
I'm ill, I'm sick a yeast infection
Any wanna go point 'em in my direction
Got a appetite, that's why I'm eating up the game
Switching swags like clothes, I know I know no
in and out of bitches like I'm on a trampoline
I be sipping on syrup that make my body lean
Two twin cups, two twin
Two twin and I'm about to get 'em drunk
You know how I party, I be on that skunk
Any blow my high, he gone be riding in the trunk
I am fear-l-e-s-s, to put it mildly, I'm not stressed
And I plan to live my life, progress
I'm a workaholic, I don't need no rest
And I am the
You can try as you might, ain't no rid of me
I suck a pussy, a pussy, leave a pussy dry
I'm a 'cause I make the money multiply
Am I or insane, or so insane I'm sane
You need to elevate ya style 'cause you niggas plain
I'm a Eastside native, and I innovative
Told my bitch to give me head and she my dick abrasive
Yeah, she it all off, have a nigga feeling good
Roll my blunt, count my money like a bitch should
My words get poetic Langston Hughes
I'm on the scene, but I got a short fuse
I'ma tear the off like we having a tornado
Any boy looking stupid, place his brains on the
The story of my life would be money, money,
So call Jay unless ya got some for me, biatch