Luyện nghe bài hát Cowboy Bebop

(Its been a hundred since man
has discovered travel
Perfecting of propulsion
far beyond what his imagined)

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

Now we push weight light years humanity

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

We make gangster shit
You you

I'm still hustling
packing space guns with interactive functions
Voice command pistols
this nigga
Before we ended the act of a bullet
Entered his back and him
And it happened quick as a
Did it in a in fact
One minute your is attacked then its a wrap
I get drunk cases
'Til I had to get the interlock device
to activate my spaceship
These days I lay back get in the Uber
Different from facelift
swift
Walk with my chest out like an on May 5th
But my old shit
This that wormhole
Cowboy
Gum bottom

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

Even though banned it

Even though they don't it
We still make gangster
We still gangster shit

You you

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

They tell me planet X is with no curvature
But I was broke with no furniture
So if its not circular the system's still jerkin' ya
My full of murderers
legacy educated by burglars
On rainy days I get Grayskull like
She suck my dick my body cramp like a hernia
When male fed with your ex I'm returning her
letter talk
She mad just let her
Shit Cleo and set it off
I'm better off the tetherball
and forth I'm cut from a better cloth
Leather soft never soft boss
Different I weave in and out of
My haters on they sneeze I see powder
a bitch I'll ask can I live
When she judge the evils Imma reasonable her
With a feasible amount of good deeds the hood
Retired crook trying to plant me some good seeds

I'm just to feel me a good breeze
my chick is smoking some wish a nigga would trees
Is too much to ask for
I went psycho loco on my last war
Riza sent a message I assembled a force
forward to now

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

Nigga you wrote me shit