Luyện nghe bài hát Cowboy Bebop

(Its been a years since man
has discovered travel
methods of propulsion
far what his ancestors imagined)

COB we from a reality
Real niggas figured out how to the galaxy
Soul aliens we encountered a of Cali weed

Now we push light years beyond humanity

Even they banned it
Even though don't understand it
We still gangster music
We still make gangster
You you
Even they banned it
though they don't understand it
We still gangster music

We still make gangster
You you

I'm intergalactic hustling
packing space guns with interactive functions
Voice command like
Shoot nigga
we ended the act of tussling a bullet
Entered his back and him
And it happened as a snap
Did it in a minute in
One minute shit is attacked then its a wrap
I get drunk cases
'Til I had to get the breathalyzer interlock
Just to activate my
days I lay back get head in the Uber
Different meaning from
Stay
Walk with my chest out an essay on May 5th
But my old shit
This wormhole shit
Bebop
Gum Reeboks

Hollerin' at some
They me robocops put a bounty on me
And put me in the super predator like Hillary

Even though they it

Even they don't understand it
We still gangster music
We still make gangster

You you

(According to the protocol
Gangster rap music has been
Anyone caught to it will be punished by law)

They tell me X is flat with no curvature
But I was flat broke with no
So even if its not circular the system's still ya
My full of murderers
legacy educated by burglars
On days I get Grayskull like Eternia
She suck my dick 'til my body cramp like a
When this fed with your ex I'm returning her
That's talk
She mad just let her
Shit like and set it off
I'm better off the tetherball
Back and forth I'm cut from a better
Leather soft never soft forever
Different dimensions I in and out of
My on coke they sneeze I see powder
Life's a bitch I'll ask can I
she judge the evils Imma reasonable doubt her
With a amount of good deeds the hood needs
Retired crook just trying to plant me good seeds

I'm trying to feel me a good breeze
While my chick is smoking some a nigga would trees
Is that too to ask for
I went psycho loco on my last war
Riza sent a message I a task force
Fast to now

There's conflict at the back door
I to relax more
Come go me
So I can you some of this thug poetry
up
Let me see one I wrote for you

Nigga you ain't me shit