Luyện nghe bài hát Def Wish Iv

[o dawg from menace ii
"oh nigga what!
Word got back about the marks who jacked you!
I where they be kickin it at
Down a 187? "

Eeerrr...


In the muthafuckin house,
For the 9 to the
The thugs in the muthafuckin house

And like my nigga say:
We got a colloseum of in here
Tha eihthype
C.m.w.
N.o.t.r.
Lil hawk &
Da foe

I'ma hit you up with the t, so better
Out the of the coupe as I shoot
And no crack, little cluck, it's just bullets that I'm slingin
Never-be-hangin,
We don't be playin, fools at the fuckin lip
Runnin, start runnin, you best not
Fast from the hip (pop pop)
When the 9 mill unloadin
You be watchin what you sayin
Cause niggas from 159th playin
and 4's and houses start hittin your block
Mass hysteria, your bitch-ass gettin
Don't wanna catch the
But you's a mark tryin to be a tree top
Can't get no respect, well punk, try this
your homies for domestic violence
For your bitch ass up and down the block
Dash, david gash, i'ma tap ass

[o from menace ii society]
"now we just gon' find little marks and smoke 'em
Shit it that hard"

I'ma you 'bout the time that we first met
The story that you was some fake bullshit
It was me and my pal
The scene was the showdown at the o.k. coral
It was you and then about five of y'all
Standin in the center lookin y'all was bangin
(ain't but marks)
me with your "p" hat
But I was high off the blunt, so I didn't see
But I'm knowin I'm a nigga you to hate
But you me by my shoulder and you conversate
I shouldn't've fell for it, I should've started
Your eyes dotted, you best stick to rappin
blake: you fake as fuck!
I your ass like a muthafuckin truck
I guess that eye was too black cause you can't see me
Servin me a drink in khaki bikini
Oh geah, just like I before
Ain't but the ho on my dick
trick named quik
Geah, quick to get fucked one
You better be callin one-time I pull out my nine
And nigga, checks
Fill your lexus full of holes as you into poles
should've just told me that you was a mark and
I wouldn't've hit you up that notorious park
(you know we from)
Can't fade it, better it
Got one of your little b.g.'s to write fuckin lyrics
Playin around the hood you get got
Nick name should be for that eye you got
You and fake muthafucka who wrote your rap
My nigga bam gon' slap with the trey-five strap
No truce
Get the ass cracked over the dome the fuckin deuce-deuce
Don't make me to act up
Cause you's a frail muthafucka with no up
Original on wax, nigga, you fake
'member one-time gaffled, blue tape
Original compton to the t
Givin out to you fake wanna-be's
Go run through you
And we kill off, remember the 'niew did it to you
Slick talkin, walkin
Nigga, how'd you figure that the e gon' stand and deliver?
You ain't worth a
Never had a damn eye, so many
Times, two times, times
You fall to the floor, you want no mo'
And if you wanna get with this you best to
Geah, cause i'ma tap ass

West
Fool, you can't fuck with the gangsta
Uh
Ain't but the new style, you know?
I that, 'the new style' for that ass
9 to the fizive-0,
You can't with these killas
So stay the back
And rounds up your homies and shit
we comes a 159 deep nigga
True blue from the