Luyện nghe bài hát Didn't I?

All inmates are asked to stay inside the
Hey dog, you think I make my phone call?
Hey look, you need to do is sit down
I just wanna make my phone
Just sit

Hey, I get a phone call for this
you
Hey fuck you too, ya
I want my fucking phone call
Please to the front gate

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

When they found him 'bout a motherfuckin' week, didn't 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 like to flip the hood night, I?
ass nigga like to ran up on my slab, didn't he?
Y'all didn't know I had that thing, did ya?
Y'all seen mad niggas haulin' ass across the field, didn't ya?

(Hey, hey, hey)
That shit pulled a lot of cards, he?
Especially bald-head, tight t-shirt wearin' ass Cindi, didn't he? (Punk)
That 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
Motherfuckers in the rap game, 97-Petey
Or Petey Too Small as we call him in Greenville
Ya, with new shit, didn't I? Ya
Boy that boy has a lot of things
tell something else you did

Thought I was playin', ya?
I did everything I said, 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 right back on the street, ya?
I guess I 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 real but I didn't, did I?
Or got all fly but I didn't, did I?
(Nope)
Man, I kept it all real, didn't I?
(Ya)

Brought it right back to the homefront, like I said, didn't I?
They skippin' Carolina, didn't they?
Yo, excuse me, can I your attention? Didn't I?
I fucked 'em up the way I did it, I?

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

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

on, you coulda had me, couldn't 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 would
(Haha)

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

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

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

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

Hey, let me y'all something, I wanna tell y'all
That this mother fucka don't give a fuck
For real, he is pimp, straight up and down
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, motherfuckers sit there
And enjoy the rest of this song
Aight, was just a fly ass intro
To whole thang, the whole thang