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 know I size up my sacks with a couple grams,
got a Caddy, I got a V-Dub van,
X rolled 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 somthin' somthin',
Don't me because I got the country buzzin',
????, you the crowd be jumpin',
On my product blows like a combustion,
name, Dustin, I spit these customs,
A.K.A. D-Loc, little cousin,
Don't be mad, be glad, 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 while he's bitchin' and I snapped,
I had a vision, I was in the ?? restraints I had the pole position,
No but kiddin' and I make that mess up in your kitchen,
I was dishin' out sacks and me and Loc we were fishin',
I wishin' that you'd ease on up and quit it with your trippin',
Maybe smoke a bit more weed and stop it with that flippin',

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

Think you can out smoke me I'm calling you a liar,
my bowl, my bowl I set on fire,
I'm on my with my pouch and my fat JB,
Got ten different types of weed, a pound 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, pot, and some ale,
And that we met last night, I think her name was uh Michelle,
Ah what the hell, just put out the word any hottie 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,
the weed took a hit and got blessed,
I'm not the best, flexed on the next,
Daddy X plan a text, not complexed,
I'll it all I got, put the game to a test,
Keep rhymes and forget about the rest,

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

damn, there he goes again,
Throwin' his out the window,
Blowin' fog logs sticky indo,
You know it a dime a dozen,
Flow Snoop, lay it back in the cuttin',
Woo, I think I'll on the brew,
And smoke my with the Kottonmouth Krew,
The big bad ass, you who,
Well I really can't tell if there's a anymore,
up or goin' down, where's the elevator door,
Got the pimped out suite on the floor,
Flag's in my speakers blarin' Give Me Some More,
Now a days I stay a hundred ways my brain's crazed,
Gone like those punk days, I'm stackin' like frito lays,
I've been to that place, fast cars, cheap thrills, funny looking pills, dollar deals,
Three day 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 krew's talking about "What If's",

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

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

All this talk of gettin' blazed reminds me of rock ways,
Babylon could never rock our ???,
That's really goin' on life too short to be a victim,
If you don't like you got, respond,
When time has come to a move down 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, Flip Sacks.