Luyện nghe bài hát Esham's Boomin

Yo man, let me get one of
Big motherfuckers and in here
All right man, ya go man
me the money man, give me the money
Hey fuck that you get no damn choice
Get the and get the fuck on

Sittin' down in a house earning my pay
If some base head jump crazy, I'll just blow him
'Cuz I'm fully wrapped, I taken crap
I got a .14 with a shoulder strap

heads knocked on the door
They just and knocked
My crack quickly one rock by rock
I had a more to go but oh no

Here the big ho' bustin' down the do'
So I out a window, jumped the roof next door
Took the money, left the crack but get more
Jumped down off the roof, start poppin'

All yellin' freeze, who they thought was
on my tail tryin' to put me in jail
I slipped and I fell, got up and ran hell
I was runnin' and runnin', fast as I can

If you would a me you'd a said that was the bionic man
Yeah I was born, brother had got away
Just up the block at my homeboy's hide
on the door, he let me into his crib

Then I told him about the police and what did
He gave the keys to his ride and I was on the move
Jumped his set and kicked the groove

You see is life and life is crime
But what would life be without a reel rhyme
Not life

Cruising around and the bass is up
Running big time lights, I don't a fuck
Seen the police, put the to the metal
The pig was on my because the speakers rock the ghetto

I knew they wasn't bitches the traffics movin' fast
Not let them get me unless they pop my ass
big time rubber on 7 mile
I was driving like a drunk acting wild

on the breaks, pressed on the gas
Dipped around a corner off they ass
a move to my crib to change my clothes
And since I got away the cops

I'm screamin' fuck hoes
And I stepped outside, into my ride
Seen a base heads hanging out at the bar
over and parked, throw 'em a sample rock

Had all the base on my jock
A crack fiend, god tried to snatch my Caine
Whipped out my mag and out his brains

See is life and life is crime
But what would be without a reel life rhyme
Not real

All the base heads on the ran
a lady shouted out,
That guy a man, he killed somebody
Oh shit, goddamn I got a

2 to her head and I bitch mind your business
Jumped into my car, the scene of the crime
2 murders for, doing no time
I'm a gangster on the run my a gun

And I'll beat up your momma for fun
One day I was chillin' on the East of town
Not a base in site and none to be found
So my Fila's to the sidewalk beat

And my jam is kind of warm 'cuz I'm packin'
You might think I'm a to work this beat
But if I don't drugs then I don't eat
Some think that I am dumb, I don't care they think

But I'm a keep getting paid until I'm in the click
Or Uzi's be poppin' at my body like
I'm dead like a doorknob, six feet
That's the consequences, man in business

I'll blow up your momma in military
Unemployed with a beard, the school playa hate
The on the side so you know it's drug related
Ten G's in my pocket with the and profile

Born in New York and up in Long Island
Raised in the Motown a brother down
Beefin' with the G and believe me you will go
Don't none, boy won't be none
Brothers want some then you got to get

Crime is life and is crime
But what life be without a reel life rhyme
Not real

Kicked in the with the dope man reality
The brothers hard with a criminal
No one me, no one dares me
Shoot a brother in the for crack 'cuz no one cares, see

I'm not 18 so I can be
'Cuz in the courts eyes I'm still a
A reel life product, it's a rock a
The neighborhood for blocks and blocks

And y'all fools be slippin' puffin dicks, be
Two later your arm would be broken
up to reality, I don't have a negative personality
But everyone have to do what they have to do to get by sell crack