Luyện nghe bài hát Esham's Boomin

Yo man, let me get one of
Big and shit in here
All right man, ya go man
Give me the money man, me the money
Hey fuck you ain't get no damn choice
Get the and get the fuck on

Sittin' down in a crack earning my pay
If some head jump crazy, I'll just blow him away
I'm fully wrapped, I ain't taken crap
I got a mini .14 with a shoulder

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

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

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

If you would a seen me you'd a said was the bionic man
Yeah I was born, this brother had got
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 back on the
into his set and kicked the groove

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And beat up your momma just for fun
One day I was on the East Side of town
Not a base head in site and to be found
So my Fila's to the sidewalk beat

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

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

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

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

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

in the face with the dope man reality
The brothers hard with a personality
No one me, no one dares me
a brother in the back for crack '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 fools be slippin' dicks, be chokin'
Two weeks your arm would be broken
Wake up to reality, I don't have a personality
But have to do what they have to do to get by even sell crack