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 man, give me the money
Hey fuck that you get no damn choice
Get the and get the fuck on

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

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

Here the big ho' bustin' down the do'
So I kicked out a window, jumped the roof next
Took the money, left the crack but get more
Jumped down off the roof, 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 runnin' and runnin', runnin' as I can

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

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

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

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

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

Slammed on the breaks, on the gas
Dipped a corner come off they ass
Bust a move to my crib to change my
And I got away from the cops

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But I'm a keep getting paid until I'm locked in the
Or be poppin' 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 defenses
Unemployed with a beard, make the playa hate
The hoes on the so you know it's drug related
Ten G's in my pocket the style and profile

Born in New York and grew up in Long
Raised in the Motown a brother throw
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 and life is crime
But what life be without a reel life rhyme
Not life

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

And fools be slippin' puffin dicks, be chokin'
Two weeks later 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