Luyện nghe bài hát Cuurtis

1:
The or the Lamby
Cam be stuffed in some
ain't a label Curtis, I'm freaking with family
See my squad done waited right behind them bars that's
out the casket bastard, reincarnated
Yep, so have a seat, this gon' be a
I have to beef, he look like a gorilla, with rabbit
Bugs Monkey, act hard wit' a crack god that mack
That video ain't Queens, it's your
Cuurtis, what's messing ya head bad
Ya dead mad, but dag that, with red flags
You bangin' 5, rocks and signs my way
play, I keep it nuetral, but my family's 9-Trey
Soo-Woo, my A.R. lights stay to fight 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
is the president, it's evident, he'll cock and spray
Santana underboss, I off like Dr. Dre
I fuck with Zo too, waddup, Sa Pa Se
Grab the cocoa macok, tessozo, rock
I extended the clip, never be with you pricks
to a real Queens dude, ya know, Kenneth McGriff
He ran from police, you run police
You ain't from
You 'bout to get your wide

Cuurtis, uh, it DJ
Cuurtis, you ain't 50, 50 Cent's BK
Cuurtis, yep, he deserve to be
Cuurtis, damn, show courtesy Curtis
(Repeat)

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

Ay yo man, thanks for all the
For my dudes who keep shoutin', I it baby
my brothers
I ain't hear you say Banks in a minute
Talkin' 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 got no swag
Whoever let you sign off on them G-Unit
Is stupid just like yo' ass
is brazier tops
Whoever wore that was a homo, gay ass nigga
Ay yo calling my probation officer too
Why you talkin' 'bout my
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 know my probation called me today, said they need to see me
Ay yo if I go to jail, Curtis put me in
It's crazy, how I gotta report to probation Thursday
I supposed to report for three weeks
I go Thursday and he mentioned my probation
Ay yo, lemme get off this mic now cuz I know how you get
Rat ass nigga, that's true story, that's not even a joke, I'm dead