Luyện nghe bài hát And the Winner Is!

...claim many
semi [?] from guys, innocent ladies, babies of any size
Nah I knew it wasn't the truth, cause they ain't have nothin for
They even you for dozens of youths in substance abuse
What kinda crap is Everybody know that crackers brought crack to a habitat
to the Latins and Blacks
Never mind that fact son, and I know it's
You was there my hopeless mom put me out in the coldest storm
Even though you did introduce me to Smoke and
And totin one, you welcomed Saigon open arms
That's all I could focus on, the reason I this explosive song
To show even the born (look)
Get torn (get torn) you tricked me all
You had me thinkin you was my friend, you NEVER Saigon! (Saigon)

[Chorus 2X:
With like you who needs enemies?
Brought a nigga bad luck the Kennedy's
You had a ass up in the penitentiary
With like you who needs enemies?

B]
You was my homie, my ace boon coon, my roadie (roadie)
Called you my right hand, the to my Bodie
For sho', my whodie, we was closer than my own kin (kin)
We saw this thang come and of us would zone in (in)
They knew when saw you, they saw your boy too
Tighter than jail dap, would see your boy through
Sunup to sundown (down) winnin fistfights
I'm my gun sound, you was the main one round (round)
We held the corner (down) we held the wall up
Shot knew be there so I never had to call up
Step out on the cut, shit, there you be
At late night or broad day and didn't care who see
We was day for day in the (trap) and out on the grind
Up to the point where haters (what) ran up from behind
Turn out the whole time (time) that you was straight (frontin)
Cause they shot your boy up you just laid there and ain't say nothin (nothin)

[instrumental to the end by a skit]