Luyện nghe bài hát Box of Lucky Charms

(A. Nickatina)
My morning off with the chicken and the waffles
Baby say she never the hand of a capo
Shoot at the reflection in the mirror of
If you hit your target then say you live twice
In a box of charms man keep a few Gs
And never talk about the tricks up your sleeve
Help you? please, I'm all greed
Make the crowd freeze, get the cheese leave

(Queezy)
Young Queez strike a pose like a
Brand new clothes, too as I'm at you
Bad news bear, all you squares too now
The Godfather said it best pay
Not a little bit, not even fifty
We trip one dime in the city, pimp
West coast, the blade on the
And I leave her automatic at my show

(A. Nickatina)
Pinky ring like a baseball diamond
I was there when that gangsta started cryin
Twisted and wired, 4 hire
The game we it accept all liars
Fears and desires, no court choirs
Forget about "I quit" no more
It's who can maintain as they on the flames
With gasoline, cop a new
Get that super bad dime on the
And don't lose of the ultimate scheme

(Queez)
We a fool, throw your beez in the pool
No imma have to take her back to school
Those dirty mags clown like Bernie Mac
Hit his hoe cause she me rap
I got no time for your little small
All know Quipto play hardball
On off all off, come in time
Til then just up and bust my rhyme

(A. Nickatina)
Hey, hey, hey
My homies clothes from Louis Vuitton
Now let the freaks in the house the game is on
Jamal Wilkes, man imma pop J
He'll me silk til my dying day
The gods got angels with in hands
Man that'll rip through a
Man the sharks in the for your daughter
And as you swim bitch the sharks getting larger
money spender and not a money lender
Man let a quarter ounce break down in a
Man it's yo and A. Nickatina
It's like Joe and in shell toe adidas
I'm swimming in the of the phoenix
Holla at me now hoe forget about the
Because I'm reloaded, and all the know it
It might be candy painted man but never candy coated
Man it's like a semi I gotta tell you gimme
Reputation like the henny and the remmy
See that car? cop that, God!
Police ain't Gonna spark that, God!
this valium and cry about the pain
Or throw them dice and roll the game

(Queez)
Roll with the game, my homie said feel my
Some say that he might rise
Put your flame to the sky, and strike ya
For Mac Dre just one of silence...
Yeah your backwood
dance, wipe your sweat off with a wrist band
Gon' just kick back, keep your lip
Me wit your broke hoe, that's the
Not even if I'm blind and I see pitch
Please belive imma it down on this track
One way or another I gotta get your til they respect my get back
Yeah get the boot Sicily, you fools too cool's how I hit the weed
Make sure The Sco go down in
For the Cougnuts, and Mr. Cee
Let's