Luyện nghe bài hát Def Wish Iv

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

Eeerrr...


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

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

hit you up with the t, so better scoot
Out the of the coupe as I shoot
And ain't no crack, little cluck, just bullets that I'm slingin
Never-be-hangin,
We be playin, fools runnin at the fuckin lip
Runnin, runnin, you best not trip
from the hip (pop pop) explodin
When the 9 starts unloadin
You better be watchin you sayin
Cause niggas from ain't playin
Trey's and 4's and houses start hittin your
Mass hysteria, bitch-ass gettin scarier
Don't wanna the slug
But you's a mark tryin to be a top thug
get no respect, well punk, then try this
Report your for domestic violence
For beatin your ass up and down the block
Dash, david gash, i'ma tap ass

[o from menace ii society]
"now we just gon' find these little marks and 'em
it ain't that hard"

I'ma you 'bout the time that we first met
The story that you told was some 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 lookin like 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 you love to hate
But you grab me by my and you conversate
I fell for it, I should've started slappin
Your always dotted, you best stick to rappin
David you fake as fuck!
I mack your ass like a truck
I that eye was too black cause you still can't see me
Servin me a drink in your bikini
Oh geah, just I said before
nuthin but the ho on my dick
Little named quik
Geah, quick to get fucked one
You better be callin before I pull out my nine
And nigga, this
your lexus full of holes as you slam into poles
Niggas should've told me that you was a mark and
I hit you up with that notorious park
(you where we from)
Can't fade it, fear it
Got one of your little b.g.'s to write fuckin lyrics
around with the hood you get got
Nick name should be spot for eye you got
You and that fake muthafucka who your rap
My nigga boom bam slap with the trey-five strap
No muthafuckin
Get the ass cracked over the dome the fuckin deuce-deuce
Don't me have to act up
Cause you's a muthafucka with no back up
Original on wax, nigga, you fake
'member gaffled, nationwide blue tape
Original representin to the t
out slugs to you fake wanna-be's
Go run right you
And before we kill off, remember the did it to you
Slick talkin, walkin
Nigga, how'd you that the e wasn't gon' stand and deliver?
You worth a penny
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, i'ma tap that ass

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