Luyện nghe bài hát Boys on Da Cut

First

I woke up quick, at two
in my benz, picked up dj screw
Boys out there, makin' tapes
the real niggas from the fakes
My boy got out, did a flat ten
And he just can't stop bout that pen
My friend, but time destroys all men
Now he don't give a fuck about goin'
It ain't all good, but I ain't missin' no
I'm just a muthafucka and you can't take nothin' from me
Somebody once said they wanna see me
The next they found the boy with two holes in his head
I break with my killas in the h-tx
the sp-mex, in the all black stretch
Known for my purity, pride, and
A house costs as as one piece of my jewelry

'cause the boys on the cut don't a fuck
You come talkin' that shit, your get shut
out there, slangin' that yay
Only pussy muthafuckas say crime don't pay

(2x)

Second

The time has come, and the day is
Two thousand one, is my muthafuckin'
I come from the head, it's the boy los
The one that got on they toes
up, and still I sell dope for a livin'
In the form of a compact disc, fuck
No savin' cans, no more collectin' pennies
I'll have your clique hollerin' "who killed kenny? "
For my gangsta bitch, I just met
She my dick, chuckin' up her set
I with the wolves, this is for my hood
Got the whole world fiendin' for the I cut

(ayana m.):

Fire......
We on fire.......
We ain't stop....
these boooooombs.....

(2x)

Third

I was twelve years old, when I did my first
And I don't think that ever got her purse back
With rocks, I bought my first car
Cooked my first of dope in a pickle jar
It's uno, dos, tres, young happy perez
Got me sellin' dope to anyone on two legs
Boys talkin' down, but I give two
in my face, I put you in an all-black tux
Layin' in a casket, as a rock
My lead, hit'cha head and it snap, crackle, and pop
Now how many do I have to tell ya?
All my life been called a failure!
My freestyle flow, is so
I just got out the jail two months ago
Now I'm in the studio, just like
In the city where them bitches won a super bowl
Man I can't stop, keep on droppin'
of my bitches at the same mall shoppin'
At the galleria, me have you seen her?
I fuck a country singer and a ballerina
Plus a fine ass china, I to be a dreamer
Now I my mom and dad a navigator and a beamer
Leave a mark in game, ask ted indian
I don't give a fuck 'cause every month I a million