Luyện nghe bài hát Didn't I?

All inmates are asked to stay 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
Just sit

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

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

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

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

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

You are now rockin' one of the most real
Motherfuckers in the rap game, 97-Petey
Or Petey Too Small as we call him in Greenville
Ya, with this new shit, I? Ya
Boy boy has done a lot of things
Petey tell something you did

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

Ya know, I you didn't you probably decided
I'd be right back on the street, didn't ya?
I I showed you, didn't I?
Got in the and then I won it, didn't I?

I didn't rub it in your face, did I?
I could've got shitty 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 back to the homefront, just like I said, didn't I?
They kept skippin' Carolina, they?
Yo, excuse me, can I have attention? Didn't I?
I fucked 'em up the way I did it, I?

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

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

on, you coulda had me, couldn't ya?
All that time, ya? Faggot
Mad penny-pinchin' ass
little cash wouldn't 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 could happen, it?
(Yeah)
It wouldn't be so bad, it?
If I wasn't right 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 be like that)

(Motherfucker)
Didn't tell you man?
All your dumbness is gonna back

On your ass, you gonna be mad
At this here, ain't ya man?
I wrote a song it, would you like to hear it?
Here it
(Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)

Hey, let me tell y'all something, I wanna y'all
That mother 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

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