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 ain't crap
I got a mini .14 with a strap

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

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

All yellin' freeze, who thought was stoppin'
on my tail tryin' to put me in jail
I slipped and I fell, got up and ran like
I was and runnin', 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 at my homeboy's hide away
on the door, he let me into his crib

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

All the heads on the corner ran
Then a shouted out,
guy killed a man, he killed somebody
Oh shit, I got a witness

2 to her head and I said bitch mind business
Jumped into my car, the scene of the crime
2 murders for, doing 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 on the East Side of town
Not a base head in and none to be found
So my Fila's to the sidewalk beat

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

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

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

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

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

Kicked in the face with the dope man
The brothers hard with a 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
'Cuz in the eyes I'm still a juvenile
A reel product, it's a rock a rock
The neighborhood smoking for blocks and

And y'all fools be puffin dicks, be chokin'
Two weeks later arm would be broken
Wake up to reality, I have a negative personality
But have to do what they have to do to get by even sell crack