Luyện nghe bài hát City Under Seige

Can't Understand my city's under
F-a-c-e-M-o-b 'cause i mean it
Till these bury me
37-40 pull dat packin
gun slangin, bangin
heat bringer, heat

Head banger, thought
The bitch strangler, a stranger
In your with this thing aimed at ya
facin danger, 16 with one up in the chamber
Im to stain ya, with this muthafuckin handgun

And fuck dem laws, dey got my brother
Dey can suck my balls, average nigga no luck at all
But because I be in my chillin
stereotype me, thinkin im into crack sellin

Man im windy city 2-20, anybody checker
3rd floor grove, 35th in leather gloves
the snub nose, complex born and raised
And under siege day

The definition, of a
He is a killa, for scrilla
Not your average nigga
The at me, better off dead 'cause i aint happy
Kill or be killed, Id rather go to war they catch me

Arrest me, I you before I wears vest's
A born by the way of .357
I'm an automatic static its tragic Mr A-l-K-a-p-o-n-e
The last man

Rollin, ridin, slowly
up in da corners where you hoes be hidin
Takin you over in ways you even thought of
The city's under siege nigga dont get up

Im a 4th ave lake ridin ass nigga
Still a ? superior
Da M-i-d-w-e-s-t mirage
Da wit ?
(A city siege)

Ghetto hover over southside Chicago
Ellis killin fields, gang war rival
Bigger than the sears tower, I was a in the smoke
They found his body floatin the shore

8 holes up his body full of hot ones
Shot one, two, three, four, down like
Cop columbian 'nect ?
split, grown snitch, its with

I said a hip-hop, pour a cup of
And i sip and stop
Because we gettin watched by some new
new brood mc's walkin round you and me
But all they do is listen shit only a believe

275, big fat and nasty, bein classy
Im straight ghetto, beer bottles out da window
nigga i been broke so i say poppin some Don P
Im MD 20-20
My under siege