Luyện nghe bài hát Face Facts

Figured out a long ago,
as it seems don't you know,
Go if you want the scoop,
'cause the out the loop,

You I size up my sacks with a couple extra grams,
D-Loc got a Caddy, I got a van,
X Daddy a fatty, asked him what's the plan,
He took a hit, out his rip, and said, let's plant the land,

You gotta smoke some weed just a little somthin',
Don't me because I got the country buzzin',
????, you the crowd be jumpin',
On my blows like a chemical combustion,
Real name, Dustin, I these customs,
A.K.A. D-Loc, little cousin,
be mad, be glad, tell your dad,
'cause I be spittin' you never knew I even had,
?? into the sunlights,
Double and got a ticket by a midget,
On a pony, I called him Shorty, he twitchin',
Fingers clickin' he's bitchin' and I snapped,
I had a vision, I was leading in the ?? restraints I had the position,
No but kiddin' and I didn't make that mess up in kitchen,
I was dishin' out some and me and Loc we were fishin',
I keep wishin' that you'd on up and quit it with your trippin',
Maybe smoke a bit weed and stop it with that candE flippin',

Face Facts, Chips Get Stacked,
Unsystematically Our Get Fat,
And We Kick Back, Caddilacs,
Smoke Off Pounds, Flip Sacks,

you can out smoke me well I'm calling you a liar,
'cause my bowl, my I set on fire,
I'm on my couch with my and my fat JB,
Got ten different types of weed, about a of each,
No leaves, they're clean,
But the few hit the bing,
Then my phone rings, my boy ask him he need to bring,
I said some collar green, some kale, some pot, and ale,
And that freak we met night, I think her name was uh Michelle,
Ah what the hell, put out the word any hottie with the nerve,
Richter said he will serve,

high school back in '95,
Started writin' rhymes, low, I'm hard to find,
A kid like me, no less, I'm fresh,
Discovered the weed a hit and got blessed,
I'm not the best, flexed on the next,
Daddy X a text, simply not complexed,
I'll give it all I got, put the to a test,
Keep rhymes and forget about the rest,

Let's Facts, Chips Get Stacked,
Unsystematically Our Get Fat,
And We Kick Back, Caddilacs,
Smoke Off Pounds, Flip Sacks,

Oooh damn, he goes again,
his cigarettes out the window,
Blowin' fog with logs indo,
You know it a dime a dozen,
Flow Snoop, lay it back in the cuttin',
Woo, I think pass on the brew,
And smoke my buds the Kottonmouth Krew,
The big bad ass, you who,
Well I really can't tell if there's a anymore,
Goin' up or goin' down, the elevator door,
Got the out suite on the 13th floor,
Black Flag's in my speakers Give Me Some More,
Now a days I stay blazed a hundred my brain's crazed,
like those punk days, I'm stackin' chips like frito lays,
I've been to that place, fast cars, cheap thrills, funny looking pills, million deals,
Three day in the Hollywood Hills, for reals,
I don't be speakin' no myths, raised on rock riffs, smokin' spliffs by the cliffs,
And you and your krew's talking "What If's",

Let's Facts, Chips Get Stacked,
Unsystematically Our Get Fat,
And We Kick Back, Caddilacs,
Smoke Off Pounds, Flip Sacks,

All this talk of gettin' reminds me of reggae sundays,
Lazy dread and sweaters bust, the Crenshaw District was a must,
Burnin' spliffs to ?? little Jamacia's rockin' record shops,
??? in stock and cravin ?? ???,

All this talk of gettin' blazed me of punk rock ways,
could never rock our boat ???,
That's really goin' on life too short to be a victim,
If you don't what you got, respond,
When time has to make a move down to you to come up and prove,
It's time to a change so chose,

Let's Face Facts, Get Stacked,
Our Pockets Get Fat,
And We Back, Pimp Caddilacs,
Smoke Off Pounds, Flip Sacks.