Luyện nghe bài hát Barbarian

["You're a barbarian, a savage" plays x12 and throughout the

1:] (E-40)
I'm a barbarian a savage, fully and automatic
A manage with the package, rock like Lenny Kravitz
On a mission about my mail, petulant, chicken, and 12's
Rob a nigga if I have to, if all else
But that really my get-down plus I'm the new laws of nature
It might not back on me now but this will come back on me later
I'm from it, built for battle the Bay maybe in
Levis for weeks 501's, no crease
I pack a cannon, 44 like Clint cha see
A cannon? but not the cannon camera 7D
I'm whiskey, landy
I don't know when be sober again
I'm just not falling from the sky finally coming down off my high
If it wasn't for the the rap game will be dry
So I feed the soil resuscitate the game
Breave life back in every real that we lost mane

[Chorus:] (Cousin Fik & T.H.H.)
Uh, he an animal, a
He don't eat, he feast
"You're a barbarian, a savage"
"You're a barbarian, a savage"
jeans, for weeks
Out here with the zombies, fiends and
"You're a barbarian, a savage"
"You're a barbarian, a savage"

2:] (E-40)
Do the development while I might better tetch it wanna get caught loose
Some of these niggas are I'll when they get on pills and courage
Alot of these ain't real lot of us cats are synthetic
Swivel, canap yeah I said it
I just screw up on top of suckers up on my solid list
Now I don't need no liabilities, I can't be taking the
Gotta say I found, go hard them Marion Barbarians
is beef? Can be no vegan or vegetarian
In the streets, I kinda hardly to let the palm mislead
Can I hear what that tough guy had activity will
time I look around I hear the streets blocked up
It's like where you say send ya back in the pine house
I take my shirt off in bitch, stretch marks and all
Turn into sumthing, put my against the wall
Dig the chalking I'm punching I'm try'na break a jaw
Keep swinging and swinging until my fall
BEOTCH!

3:] (E-40)
Mommy and daddy never home so we ourselves
No dental plan, medical insurance and
So I'm out here with these zombies, fiends and tweeks
in the streets, covered with sheets
Unlicensed drunk drivers, sex offenders
Suppose to be folks sinners and backslides
It ain't for play, one about Los Angeles, San Diego and The Bay
We quick to it all away in one day
some he say she say
Lock me up and the key away give me L.I.F.E.
Give a fuck I'm a diet hero my mentality
Be a till I'm old and grey for eternity
Ghetto celebrity, hey, selling D
But now it's a drought, so I'm selling tree
Zips, zaps, zubbles, peas for
Thow-wow a pound, holla at me, beotch