Luyện nghe bài hát Esham's Boomin

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

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

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

Here comes the big ho' down the do'
So I kicked out a window, jumped the roof next
Took the money, the crack but I'll get more
Jumped down off the roof, cops poppin'

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

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

Then I him about the police and what they did
He gave the to his ride and I was back on the move
Jumped into his set and the groove

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

Cruising town and the bass is up
Running big time lights, I give a fuck
the police, put the peddle to the metal
The pig was on my tail because the speakers the ghetto

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

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

I'm screamin' fuck them
And I outside, jumped into my ride
Seen a couple base heads out at the bar
Pulled over and parked, throw 'em a sample

Had all the base heads on my
A fiend, god damn tried to snatch my Caine
Whipped out my mag and blew out his

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

All the base on the corner ran
Then a lady out,
That guy killed a man, he killed
Oh shit, I got a witness

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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