Luyện nghe bài hát Buck 50

[Method
Supreme

Who on this? The Fenon, them can't live
Who on this? We ain't got shit, Gotz ta Give
done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the kid
Die and live for my and my bad ass kids
Freeze [sniff], at your ice like PLEASE
on the mouse trap, about to snatch the cheese
I heard y'all kids is that, psycho therapy
Fuckin, where the cow chat? till they bury me
tell a lie, like George with the cherry tree
Now cherry pie, if it's not BROKE, let it be
nuttin nice in, New York, stick ya for ya cake and ya icin
All that talk don't mean nuttin when ya up north
So them hands where I can see them like ya want freedom
You know sayin, if ya can't join 'em
'em and push ya way in
We ain't but we flip on occasion
Pick the Pace up, snaggin, throw your waist up
Niggas writin slum with Jacob, FOOL
like DUDE, I don't like your fuckin attitude
Frontin on my from Shao', we ain't mad at you

[Ghostface
Yo, Starks cheesy face, meesly pace
Ghostface, jump out the window for a taste
Droopy luck, my main call me lazy
birds say, "Ghost, you're so crazy"

Cappa slide thru with the
Post up paint on walls
Drip jew-els, big heat ruffle inside the
It's the odd couple, holo-points follow you home in Island
Playin with the big toys that noise
Echo in the hall, a voice
start to act choice, but Dunkin 'hinds
Didn't know Betty Crocker had them two
the club moist, shattered the windows
Dust heads runnin, the black kingpin buzz the Black

Yo, the words you talk better be the you walk
you in the van while the nurse is off
Put your vein out, watch me insert the
it bleeds from Bricks to the Persian Gulf
Light off, thirty-third if my brain is off
That why my language off
My gun aim and cough, y'all trained to brawl
more like them training bras
Wet behind the ear, not prepared
for the flow, with extra stares
I pass out a vest to (bullets'll fly)
Yo, a wire, startin bonfires
Pullin mask, so you know me
Your weave got more than ODB
Can't smoke wit'cha, watch Ghost tie to ya
Def and Wu will ya

[Method
Your shit
Baby your shit 'fore your shit lice
Get like...

[Ghostface
Word, me y'all

We in two sixes, flirtin with
plush, takin pictures
"How you baby, my name's Ghost
Don't get caught up in my or the way that I speak"
Seek intelligence, slickest nigga doin it Grease
Check out the greys on the of my waves, my crew doze on Riker's Island
Stretched out, up in the cage
a ? out on Jimmy Jam, shakes Space Jam
Silky texture, Jordan jumped up Clyde Drexler
All up in the parrot, numb, real as they come
Versacis, Snow White rabbit
Hands is like magic
love, boohoo when we hug, don't make it a habit
Hit the gym in two weeks, my back all
Elbows now, meet the new me
fabulous, Tony Atlas
Zulu Nation in the 80's, in front of I start my own Chapters
Tyco, glow, velvet pose
Special effects, high-tech armors, murk you shows

Ghost'll exbefragilisticcalisuper
Cancoon, me in the room eatin group up

[Method
Shoe fly shoe, Wally dark crew
Fuck y'all do? Crack a brew, smoke an L or two
And flip like, yellin for the whole click, it's like
the way yo' stank eat a dick like
baby yo' shit, hold yo' dick like
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