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
me the money man, give me the money
Hey fuck you ain't get no damn choice
Get the and get the fuck on

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

Base knocked on the door
just knocked and knocked
My crack disappeared one rock by rock
I had a more 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, start poppin'

All yellin' freeze, who they was stoppin'
Cops on my tail tryin' to put me in
I and I fell, got up and ran like 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, brother had got away
Just up the at my homeboy's hide away
on the door, he let me into his crib

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

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

around town and the bass is up
Running big lights, I don't give a fuck
Seen the police, put the peddle to the
The pig was on my tail because the speakers the ghetto

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

Slammed on the breaks, on the gas
Dipped around a corner off they ass
Bust a move to my crib to my clothes
And since I got away from the

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

Had all the heads on my jock
A crack fiend, god damn tried to my Caine
out my mag and blew out his brains

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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