Luyện nghe bài hát Face Facts

Figured out a long ago,
Nothing's as it don't you know,
Go underground if you the scoop,
the population's out the loop,

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

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

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

Think you can out smoke me well I'm you a liar,
my bowl, my bowl 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 what he to bring,
I said some collar green, some kale, some pot, and ale,
And that freak we met last night, I her name was uh Michelle,
Ah the hell, just put out the word any hottie with the nerve,
Richter said that he serve,

Graduated high back in '95,
Started writin' rhymes, laid low, I'm 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 it all I got, put the game to a test,
Keep writin' rhymes and about the rest,

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

Oooh damn, he goes again,
Throwin' his out the window,
Blowin' fog with sticky indo,
You know it a dime a dozen,
like 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 if there's a difference anymore,
Goin' up or goin' down, the elevator door,
Got the pimped out on the 13th floor,
Flag's in my speakers blarin' Give Me Some More,
Now a days I blazed a hundred ways my brain's crazed,
Gone like those days, I'm stackin' chips like frito lays,
I've to that place, fast cars, cheap thrills, funny looking pills, million dollar deals,
day orgies in the Hollywood Hills, for reals,
I don't be speakin' no myths, raised on punk rock riffs, smokin' by the cliffs,
And you and your krew's about "What If's",

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

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

All talk of gettin' blazed reminds me of punk rock ways,
Babylon never rock our boat ???,
That's what's really goin' on life too to be a victim,
If you like what you got, respond,
When time has come to make a move to you to come up and prove,
It's time to a change so chose,

Let's Facts, Chips Get Stacked,
Unsystematically Our Get Fat,
And We Back, Pimp Caddilacs,
Smoke Off Pounds, Dime Sacks.