Luyện nghe bài hát Dorian

"Yo it's your from across the hall man, I just wanna holla at you for a minute...

"Here we are in the corridor,
Dorian, right? yeah I meaning to speak to you.
I don't get up in my neighbours normally right,
But yo these thin ass walls got everything leakin'
Now first first, I don't judge you for the weed smoke
But I can hear your daughter yellin' "daddy, dont"
And it's not once or twice, but every damn
Man there's somethin' goin' on up in here ain't right
Now, man to man, I can
They like to stress a brotha out, man we cuss each out
But you crossin the line by puttin hands on 'em
Ain't nobody ever told you not to hit a woman?
Boy, I can tell that my presence was
Breathin' truth down his neck it must felt like a strangle
His eyes flashed confusion, wavin' his around
He's used to his voice on people to back 'em down..."

"....See this is specifically why I the pistol in the linen closet
Pullin' shit, if he was taller I woulda went and got it
man, I'm in the right and I'm civilized
But little really ain't used to bein' criticized
First off scooter, the bass out your voice
I'm respectfull with and yo you makin' a choice
Here and, understand it's once that I warn you
Make a move, make a threat, I'll make it rain on you
I ain't a woman or a dawg, I'm out of your league
My heard us gettin' loud so she's prayin' for peace
She's stuck her head down on some keep your temper
Little man gon' say "Over there's your door, mind your bitch"
Ha, now that's sweet, just what I needed it, it that
He invited my fist for a party on his left cheek
I didn't mean to seem so I accepted,
But a half a second early, right cross connected -
Oh, him, just by taggin' him,
Mr. tough guy, one punch out the fag in him
man could make moves that I couldn't,
He cut and tried to foot it, now how I put it
I at full posture and swatted him down the staircase
Bare knuckles to face, all punches knew their place
Airport style, the second one take off, the one land
Learn some respect man
He down for the brick on the ground,
Fist clenched up I'm still stickin' his crown
He's in the jaws of the most turbulent blitz in the
So fuck hittin' ya' girl tonight hittin' the ground
I somebody need to beat your ass,
And then teach ass, and I'm sorry I can only do half
And while his swell up, a police cruiser pull up
He hopped out all up with the holster of his gun up
Ready to and serve,
And in his nature to .38 ya' if you're testin' his nerves
He the wife-beater stand up,
But not before he helped Brother Ali some handcuffs
And you can my surprise,
When his girl down the stairs with tears in her eyes
And a phone in her hand, her man
Damn was not the plan...