Luyện nghe bài hát Deceive

(R.O.C.)
You saw us
Tried to blow my down
But theses 3 lil pigs got these dollars the frown
If you not a playa yes let me see you rock
If you not a playa hata then why gun cocked?
Ready to do it ????? cause I'm to do right
You rigidified well nigga the night
Where this goin ?????
Its goin way
Straight to lot
So as I get you now
Nigga I
As what I do
Cause I fear for my
Like I was Powell put in his shoes
the morning paper
Don't rapper dead
some jealous punks that have me misled
Thinking of pointing
As the God
Only Thing I'm Supportin is my multi
For my family, my dollas, and my
And for the who ain't down
God the bullet I sin
(Refrain)
Never try to me
try to deceive me
Never try to me
Never try to me
(Hektic)
I'm coming at you like a cool
I'm watchen you emcee's freeze in fact furring the dope's on the and come off of the blunt please
I can't lose Imma
I saw your and stuck my dick in her
Call me a flip
There ain't no time for all of you silly hoes point
And that's just how the story
I desecrate the souls that live
Cannot relate my mind just flips and spins and spins
I smoke weed to relax
Deep trains of thought leaving your mind for help
A stealth
My can bring you mad drama
Consider your ass now you fuckin house
My cousin Matt has got my
We no tracks
a sack
Creatin stacks as a matter of fact
I got a with my cheese
Fuck you and
Before sleeve
How could you
(Refrain)
Never try to me
Never try to me
Never try to me
try to deceive me
(Mr. Bones)
I hit you with the
tag I got you
I got the long hair
And crossbow I'm Chewbacca
I care
Shit talkaz, yous binaca
To freshen the off playa hatas
rhyme sayas thinking they be in our league
But then we go and pull another trick up the sleeve
in Jesus prodigal son
Wearin
I kick my
compotation in pieces
Spittin like a millimeter
is the clip
Got a full of rubbers to cover my dipstick
Can ya me?
See my is fat
I Neva eva the wrap from my baseball cap
I the 40 oz. Brew from the brown bag (brown bag)
My hand in my to retrieve my zigzags
Big bags equal much take a toke
Bet you dime or dollar that you gone to
Out of site like a shooting
You who I are
It's the brother gin in the back of the bar
And I regulate rhymes like I got big
I got a couple more dinero's what his name?
Stashed off in my sock like some old food
Stand clear set for perpetrators, and tramps
I got much bounce to the ounce in fact
the Volume up to 10 and watch your window crack
Step back you better me, don't ever try to be me, you can't see me
And you'll Neva eva me