Luyện nghe bài hát Da Proffesional

I up at noon still aching from the previous
Job I had to do last night, was serious
Got up out my bed, and picked up my
And put him on the balcony so he get a
Little bit of sun just to quench his thirst
Plants gotta live too, 'cause they the earth
Just then I got a call from slash blinky jones
He to meet him down a donny's house of pork and bones
And the little girl, who people knew as matilda
And often, who I say before gestapo have killed her
up my grip, let it slide into the holster
Although of, them niggas fear me I'm supposed to
Protect my neck, if not then big petey's
Dipped in the so no one could even see me
I told "wait outside for me boo"
'cause the professional's confidential, it's true
Then pete said "yo, you know mikey "
The mafucker cut my shipment of bazooko
And it with soda, so much that you could taste
That slimy ? ? ? ? , make him taste paste
I said "yo, boss hit me the source"
And his whole family of course, you know what I
Just hit me with the green and I'll see I can do
To mikey budafeu, he said "straight, arrange crew"
But a no no, the pro only murders solo
I almost lost my life working with teams out in
beach, we was storming the place
Fucked around and almost got by scarface
Tony montana, but another story
A other chapter, check the library
back to my crib, kissed matilda goodbye
She to cry, the sight brought tears to my eys
The day made my connection, check my directon
My flight to chicago, class section
I didn't recognize no one on the plane, was strange
My inside man was no where that I could
The stewardess was polite, I wondered why
But I didn't give a fuck this was mad fly
Speaking of fly, the turned on the intercom
some kind of code something was wrong
Everyone got out of chairs calmly, and grabbed their stuff
I to raise up, but my seat belt was tcuk
Dig it, cool panic, I said "excuse me, my seat belt's broken"
Then the back opened, shit
I hear it and my belt unlock
around and there was four mafuckers with glocks
Pointed straight to my dome piece, grabbed my piece
And two shots leaving four men deceased
But how the fuck did two bullets kill niggas
out the cock and found the pilot's cranium disfigured
The click, another to my head bone
Turn around and ms cleopatra jones
"how ya baby? she said, "i'm chill how 'bout you? "
"petey sent me as crew, so what yo gonna do? "
I the plane, checked in the hotel
like a mafucker from the ho smell
Broke to the bathroom to clean myself, she snuck in
Naked to the pussy, straight up shower
The walls shattering with echoes
But ain't a question that mafuckers ain't my only profession
Not after two of killing crotch
Hit the sack, woke up to plan my plot *echoed*

** 4 seconds of **

It was a mansion on the outskirts of chicago, I
Hood by the name of mikey budafeuco didn't like me
Ms jones was around back I took the gates
Two punks on with uzis strapped to their waist
Strolled a door, but pizano was like
"yo, who the fuck are you? " then I out my knife
Slow, without a whipser or of hesitation
Made one slash and committed decapitation
Left the knife in the of the man on the left
And hoppedover the fence, a short breath *whew*
It didn't but a second to wait
The rotwilders went psycho, I took one knee and grabbed my
And popped every last one of them of bitches
Motivated like a by the riches, but no glitches
Got to the door, which is the button
Red, yellow, or blue, the blue then all of a sudden
I heard footsteps of at three men running sporting mack 10s
Backflip the porch and
out my piano wire and wrapped it tight
'round my fists, made it quick with very fight
Grabbed the fool on the right and his ass
Nigga on the left, a was his death
Motherfucker in the middle, play the caught a cap
Sucking my barrel a crack junkie
Got through the and it was straight war
Camo-flague gear getting by my ammo
Run up the stairs, tripping over thugs
Put they family to shame for with my nigga's drugs
Upon the second floor was faced with three doors, chose the
A ninja master showing his for my life
But little did he know I be
Akido's my name, put his ass to shame
Open the door and out came kareem
Jabbar, a barefoot size
I said "choose your style" and nigga "ostrich"
Yeah sure nigga look more he took one for hostage
Swinging his shits with no at all
One swing of my sword him four feet tall
door opend slowly only to show
Cleopatra fuck by mikey budafeuco
At gunpont the bitch turned straight to hunter
On a steroid, this fool like she wants to
He didn't know I was so I moved around the front
Rubber gripping, at his dome started tripping
And pleading with my ass as if it my job
To the families of punks who rob
Pull your dick out nigga ain't no freak show
Let 'em go 'cause he got touched by the
My flight was straight sex in the jet
Heading home to my fitty dollar check
I'm out