Luyện nghe bài hát Block Boi

[Verse 1:
Out here is sick, AR-70's and pits (Albino pits)
Patriots and bushmasters, home and licks
I'm in it to make the most, you in it to (Boast)
You in it to tricking off to them hoes, I'm in to her buy me some clothes (Clothes)
I be treating my scraper like a Rolls, lemme lying, no I don't (Don't)
I be sideways on two toys, all the call me Unc (Unc)
Feasible, unheathable, the best that ever did it (Did it)
Incredible E. Jerome, you pitch it, I'm a hit it (Hit it)
One of my just got popped with a thumper (Thumper)
They tryna wash him, they football numbers (Football numbers)
tryna stop him, it's murk in the Ave (In the Ave)
Take one of mine, I'm take three of (Three of theirs)
Some of you suckers can't take a lettuce from a (Cabbage)
A coon from a plum, from a radish (From a raddish)
at my life, look at my guys, look at my fame (Look at my fame)
Look at you guys, at my eyes, look at my cane (Look at my cane)

Stressmatic x2]
Block, block, block, boi
Block, b-block, b-block, block, boi
... Block, block, block, boi
Ride with a thing to put your on a slab

2: Miko]
M this piece, already (Already)
Squat a 33-year-old (Old Chevy)
Replace everything, all in Heat (Yeah)
So much under the hood, straight scary
Get my man on, Sacramento Valley
On 22's, playboy vet (Rallies)
Tremendo, to the extreme, I go
Pimping I'm than a San Jose car show
... Hotter than in August
Chevy Land me, I'm year one flawless (One flawless)
The law just, up beside me, give me the thumbs up
I turn the up like "That's what up"
Hah, studio tone,
Got us out, smacking like magazine (Like magazine)
When I wanna deep, I gotta van (Gotta van)
But right now, young Meek in the waterbed

Stressmatic x2]
Block, block, block, boi
Block, b-block, b-block, block, boi
... Block, block, block, boi
Ride with a thing to put head on a slab

3: E-40]
Sick of scorchers, smoking hot like a broken stove
Me and my Filipinos, and Cholos
... On the soil, taking
On the roof, in the trees with the Latins, and watching, oooh
... Good grief, it's never been this ugly out here, we in heavy beef
They left his body in the streets for twelve
vigils, sidewalk funerals and flowers, oooh
These aint listening, they disrespecting me
Aint no to holler at, no one to detonate, oooh
... babies, the parents smoking rocks
Plus they never had a chance to know God (To know God)
In my days, I was in the church
did what she could just to keep us off the turf (Keep us off the turf)
... But it aint no one to (But)
But and Regan and rock cocaine

Stressmatic x2]
Block, block, block, boi
Block, b-block, b-block, block, boi
... Block, block, block, boi
Ride with a thing to put head on a slab