Luyện nghe bài hát Back from The Dead

Back from the dead L.P. here we go
Comin' at ya the R.O.M.E.O.
Pistol packed a crew'o fly slimmys
Hat turned back in some jimmys

Never slackin' I be mackin'
Not wacked I don't try to act when
I came up I came at ya the outskirts
Bag of weed in the of my sweatshirt

Bone to the bone, to the bad to the bad to the
Hit bound from the Mo Allen fuck a 40 I drink it by the gallon
I started out in Mount as a D.J.
parties gettin' drunk on Sunday

Tweeked in the heat to a I'd rock to the and rip shit up
And now toured this nation, pimp of the nation, pullin' hoes
Rock the set in each then step
Me, Blackman and Funk Def Stef

Bitches, they think I'm
But all I want baby is your grits for
Eggs, bacon, cooked fries
And gimme a plate of that on the side

x on the set showin' no class
Just a foul mouthed little fuckin' ass
No fool I went to school dumb ass
Smoked dope and I flunked every

Slash and I smash 'cuz I when I bash
Invite me to a party and house'll get trashed
An outcast sick of being harassed so I
Moved out of the crib 'cuz I cuttin' grass

Now I on the eastside lovin' it
Cold 40 dog in a brown bag it
Flex, sex, run of the next flippin' and trippin' and and shakin'
The suckers who to

Front an get around to the to get up or get down to the
I'm and takin' and breakin' I rip the mic like
Every fuck I don't eat no manwich
back coolin' with a cold grits sandwich

Somebody said, "I'm the in the Mo town"
But town ain't shit but a ghost town
Who ever said it lied, they fessed
Bitch I'm the best in the midwest

be heard when I rap so I yell it
Sport a Tigers cap like my man Tom
One bad bitch I smoke hash a stick
Got cash than fuckin' White Boy Rick

My first L.P. pushed for shit
So jive records yo, go and suck a fat
'Cuz I'm rippin' like a
Yes, I'm that raw at ya suckers like Hee Haw

Roll it up, a hit and then pass it
how we do it when we roll down Gratiot
In my Grand I pimp to the beat
Two in the and two hoes in the back seat