Luyện nghe bài hát Duck

Hey, comes the funk of the future
And I can rock a rhyme from to Hoover
The westside kid, to do a bid
watch me cock the glock and make room

Shit man I got a 12 guage the infrared scope
I found a Tec 9 it use to be a
But now I'm a G, psycho,
Fuck you say and buck buck and I'm suazy

In my rag coup, front and back and it's
Punks with bump and that 3 wheel
'Cause that's all you need when you need to be
Bust a U-turn on 3 wheels by the and

Damn if good to be triflin', you know what I'm sayin' 'cuz?
Who got the wallet, 'cause I'm
I got the black mack-11, fools to heaven
Get the fuck out my way, this is fool just

Duck, duck, I'm to bust some rounds
Duck, duck, I'm to bust some rounds
Duck, duck, yeah, I'm about to bust rounds
Duck,

Yo check it, they be "He's a maniac"
Yeah, bitch ant real, get the fuck up out the car and just peel
Yo punk I said right I crash you in the grill
the ass of my glock, watch the blood spill

Gangstas got the nigga King Tee
Just ask 'em who's the great weight, just 'em scream me
Quick the punch, rollin' like clunch
Coming with the real shit, runnin' with a bunch of niggas with wires

Hammers and players, your money and your
Plus the Daytons and tires
I be so low, you can't get under
Niggas see me, ask Stevie Wonder, blazed in the chronic

delphonics and my shit's screamin' like that group Onyx
But hey, I'm the man that'll bust ass open
I was young me BB gun even has a scope so

Duck, duck, I'm about to bust some
Duck, duck, I'm fiendin' to bust some
Duck, duck, yeah, I'm about to bust rounds
Duck,

God damn, it's King Tee with the funky
a lot of herb but I never hit the dust
I can wreck them efx I ain't got my check, baby
This ain't no punk shakin' shit, I'm crazy

I think I'm out of my head say what
I I think I'm going out of my head, so E-Swift
Since you rule in the cuts, me the gun
And duck, come on

Yo, I got a case but it ain't for the mase
for the 4-4 I use to blast you in the face
'Cause I be actin' kind of triflin' like my Tela
Cock the hammer blow you out your and your Filas

way did he go? Which way did he go?
Niggas don't know, I got to play the low
Punks, up and get blasted to the ground
So motherfucker duck, I'm about to bust a

Duck, duck, I'm about to some rounds
Duck, duck, I'm fiendin' to bust rounds
Duck, duck, yeah, I'm about to bust some
Duck,