Luyện nghe bài hát Beat the Clock

Aiyo, Ghost, what's up nigga? This "Supreme" talkin' to you and
You caught me all the way in Island to see you
Beat the two minute and seven second clock
Suprise, time already, muthafucka, say that shit, nigga

I'mma say it, don't get mad, y'all, I throw my sideways
Shoot 'em up, bang, bang, through me
lady, fuck the spades, drive the kid crazy
Before I go to bed, an hour

People be talkin', I dolphins
My fly the coop off your mean office
My skills is a fortune, Robbin' Leech out a auction
then fall off the greatest, fuck what they say
'Cuz we against the and we

Lay low-oh-oh, silent those clowin'
Got clothes for his new feud in the road
We them Fat niggas, spot runnin' '86 crack viles and pictures
all suspicous, I'm out

Aiyo, hold up, the fuck you stop for?
(I got in my)
Nah, you be stoppin', G
What the fuck you got, aiyo, you buggin' and shit
Son, you gotta hurry the up
Time is runnin' nigga, come, what the

I work magic out of store
Give me a dollar and I turn that into five
And all I need is one more to get started
Get and once you, I'mma fix these artists

'em one by one, tie 'em up, line 'em up
Treat 'em like a cigar, them niggaz up
be up in the club, six-three tree'd up
With them young 'keds with gear all beat up

This is how I'mma kill 'em with lines left
Hold your breath, say my name times it's take's practice, yo
Decap' him with sayin' my name, like matches, yo
time to fuck up on account in a house or blow

Na-na-na-na-na, nah, nah, fuck that shit
You cheatin' and shit, I ain't come for all that
(I'm tired, Lord, what the fuck)
you mean you tired and shit, G?
You suppose to be that nigga, then show me
If you that nigga, show me, nigga

I hold a mic I'm Gail Sails
over chairs like O.J., my rushin' yards
Them pen, how the meter
wife-beater day, don't touch my, cheeba hay

Get off my D-I, go C the K's
Excuse me Mr. D.J., play "Fish"
Or that "CherChez", meeting, ten four, may day-may day
Callin' all cars, all cars

We have an A.P.B. on and Trife the God
We left the jewelry store, feelin' like we left the
We was and I brought an iced out Trojan
That's for pussies golden, who got Toney wide open

I put my up to my man's waves and seen an ocean
Move like a wolf, kid, in clothin'
Snatch the bag off the milk truck and kept boatin'
I be potent like ibuprofen, I be
With two shotties on me, in your grimiest smokin'

muthafucka made the clock, mutha where the fuck?
Yo, you be cheatin', mutha, you be
That's Staten Island, bullshit
Theodore, you know you be a Ghost
But you ain't Houdini,