Luyện nghe bài hát Cuurtis

1:
The truck or the
Cam be stuffed in some
This ain't a label Curtis, I'm freaking with
See my squad done waited right behind them bars that's
Hopped out the casket bastard,
Yep, so have a seat, gon' be a masterpiece
I have to beef, he look a gorilla, with rabbit teeth
Bugs Monkey, act hard wit' a crack god that broads
That ain't Queens, it's your backyard
Cuurtis, messing wit' ya head bad
Ya dead mad, but dag that, security with red
You bangin' 5, shootin' and signs my way
Fine play, I keep it nuetral, but my family's
Soo-Woo, my A.R. lights that stay to from day to night
When I smack the brothers, Dave and Mike
Huh, believe me hoe, you can't G me
Jimmy the president, he the CEO
Zeke is the president, it's evident, he'll and spray
Santana underboss, I off like Dr. Dre
I with Zo Pound too, waddup, Sa Pa Se
Grab the cocoa macok, tessozo, away
I extended the clip, be friends with you pricks
Shout to a real dude, ya know, Kenneth McGriff
He ran from police, you run with
You from Southside
You 'bout to get your mouth

Cuurtis, uh, it DJ
Cuurtis, you ain't 50, 50 from BK
Cuurtis, yep, he to be nervous
Cuurtis, damn, show some courtesy
(Repeat)

2:
Ay yo, check the tale, girls break neck and nails
Just for me to sex they tail, but let's record sales
Juelz, 800, Jim, 400
I cop more cribs, more cars, got more
Yeah I the Roc so stop it doc, you copper top
My niggaz, watch 'em ball, dudes, I watch 'em flop
Yep, so beware, dog I'm tryna be
Banks bricked, Mobb bricked, Buck been out for three years
Lemme be fair, I hop up off a Lear
Right to Lennox, ain't no sand, but I'm on my beach
Visa knottail, and dog we not
You don'r club in New York, you party out in
I be clowned, beef dog, how dare we now
And how you livin', you live in hand-me-down
Plus you can't be found, I'll you taped, gagged, and bound
Ask around, I never the circus, so I clap a clown

Ay yo man, thanks for all the
For my dudes who keep shoutin', I love it
my brothers
I hear you say Banks name in a minute
'bout Koch a graveyard, you just signed off for Prodigy to go there
Ay yo P, he a sucker, get from that dude B
You ain't got no swag with teeth
You know how ya ain't got no
Whoever let you sign off on them tanktops
Is stupid just like yo' ass
Them is brazier
wore that outside was a homo, gay ass nigga
Ay yo stop my probation officer too
Why you talkin' my probation
You tryna get me up Curtis
Ay yo Curtis you really get me locked up
You said something about my probation on your
Next thing you my probation officer called me today, said they need to see me
Ay yo if I go to jail, put me in jail
It's crazy, how I report to probation next Thursday
I ain't supposed to report for weeks
I gotta go Thursday and he my probation
Ay yo, lemme get off this mic now cuz I how you get down
Rat ass nigga, that's story, that's not even a joke, I'm dead serious