Luyện nghe bài hát Box of Lucky Charms

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

(Queezy)
Young Queez strike a pose a statue
new clothes, too close as I'm at you
Bad news bear, all you too late now
The said it best pay style
Not a little bit, not even cent
We don't trip one dime in the city,
West coast, the blade on the
And I leave her at my next show

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

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

(A. Nickatina)
Hey, hey, hey
My homies like clothes Louis Vuitton
Now let the freaks in the know the game is on
Wilkes, man imma pop that J
He'll call me til my dying day
The gods got angels with in hands
Man bullets rip through a
Man the sharks in the water for your
And as you swim farther the sharks getting larger
Cold spender and not a money lender
Man let a quarter break down in a blender
Man it's yo and A. Nickatina
It's like Joe and Darryl in shell toe
I'm in the river of the phoenix
Holla at me now hoe forget about the
I'm reloaded, and all the hoes know it
It might be painted man but it's never candy coated
Man it's a semi when 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!
Take this valium and cry about the
Or throw dice and roll with the game

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