Luyện nghe bài hát Didn't I?

All inmates are to stay inside the cell
Hey dog, you think I could make my phone
Hey look, what you to do is sit down
I just make my phone call
sit down

Hey, I get a phone call for motherfucker
you
Hey fuck you too, ya
I just want my fucking phone
Please come to the front

I got his ass, didn't I? Told him my plan, I?
I was playin' wit' him, now he ass out
And shit that nigga stank, didn't he?
like some old spoiled meat, didn't he?

When they found him took 'bout a motherfuckin' week, it?
Down in a motherfuckin' creek, they?
Mr. found his ass out, fishin' Sunday evenin', didn't he?
in a sheet, didn't he?
Roberts got out of there so fast, they ever find his boat, did they?

I'd to flip the hood night, didn't I?
Disrespectful ass like to ran up on my slab, didn't he?
Y'all didn't know I had that thing, did ya?
just seen mad niggas haulin' ass across the field, didn't ya?

(Hey, hey, hey)
That shit a lot of cards, didn't he?
Especially that bald-head, tight wearin' ass Cindi, didn't he? (Punk)
nigga ran in up his girl, didn't he?
(Yo happened?)
her home and ran the train on a trick, didn't I?

You are now rockin' wit' one of the most
in the rap game, 97-Petey Pablo
Or Too Small as we call him down in Greenville
Ya, this new shit, didn't I? Ya
Boy that boy has a lot of things
Petey tell else you did

I was playin', didn't ya?
I did I said, didn't I?
I got out of prison and got a major record deal, I?
You believe me, did ya?

Ya know, I know you didn't you probably
That I'd be back on the street, didn't ya?
I guess I you, didn't I?
Got in the race and I won it, didn't I?

I even rub it in your face, did I?
I could've got real but I didn't, did I?
Or got all fly but I didn't, did I?
(Nope)
Man, I just kept it all real, I?
(Ya)

Brought it right to the homefront, just like I said, didn't I?
kept skippin' Carolina, didn't they?
Yo, excuse me, can I have your Didn't I?
I 'em up the way I did it, didn't I?

to the city spittin' nothing
But greasy-grimey-gritty, didn't I?
I a lot of things here, didn't I?
Came the back to the front
And I had kissing a nigga ass, didn't I?

You crazy boy, you a trip, you a real trip
But hey, but hey the boy it real, he did
Oh you thought it was
Hey Petey get real fly on ass
And talk some shit, some real shit

Come on, you coulda had me, ya?
All time, couldn't ya? Faggot
Mad penny-pinchin' ass
That little cash hurt you, would it?
Well, it shouldn't, it?
You wouldn't be broke and not tell us you?
(Haha)

C'mon, don't laugh it happen, couldn't it?
(Yeah)
It wouldn't be so bad, it?
If I wasn't there on your ass, would it?
Such shit shouldn't affect you, should it?

my ass, I'm a star cat
(Now Petey you shouldn't even be that)

(Motherfucker)
Didn't they tell you
All your dumbness is gonna come

On monkey ass, you gonna be mad
At this verse here, ya man?
I wrote a song about it, would you like to it?
it comes
(Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)

Hey, let me tell y'all something, I tell y'all
That this fucka here don't give a fuck
For real, he is pimp, straight up and motherfuckin'
Y'all got to hear this shit, Petey Pablo, tha boy be out

shit yo, aiyyo, we outta here
We'll let this motherfuckin' ride
We're gonna let, y'all motherfuckers sit
And enjoy the rest of motherfuckin' song
Aight, was just a fly ass intro
To this whole thang, the thang