Luyện nghe bài hát Boys on Da Cut

First

I up quick, at around two
in my benz, picked up dj screw
Boys out there, makin' tapes
Separate the real niggas from the
My boy just got out, did a ten
And he just can't stop bout that pen
My best friend, but 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 they wanna see me dead
The next they found the boy with two holes in his head
I break bread with my 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 give a fuck
You come talkin' shit, your eyes get shut
Boys out there, that yay
Only pussy say that crime don't pay

(2x)

verse:

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

(ayana m.):

Fire......
We on fire.......
We ain't stop....
Droppin' 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 fifteen rocks, I bought my car
Cooked my first of dope in a pickle jar
It's like uno, dos, tres, young happy
Got me this 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, head and make it snap, crackle, and pop
Now how many times do I have to ya?
All my I've been called a failure!
My freestyle flow, is so
I got out the county 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, i'ma on droppin'
Seven of my bitches at the mall shoppin'
At the galleria, tell me have you seen
I fuck a country and a houston ballerina
a fine ass china, I used to be a dreamer
Now I bought my mom and dad a navigator and a
Leave a in this game, ask ted indian
I don't give a fuck 'cause month I make a million