Luyện nghe bài hát Fat Lady Sings

[Intro:
tired of them motherfuckers down the block. Every time I come outside, them niggas..}
Ayo, some station radio {aiyo, come on, hurry up}
Get the joint, up, son}
Kill all niggas, man
We going Ricky Retardo on niggas
{Everybody just shut the fuck up. I'm of using this motherfuckin' grenade right now}
What you stupid?
You don't even know what you bout, man
You the wrong shit, man
Both of them was stand up niggas, man
Niggas to war! You know how it go
In order to be a general, nigga, you still gotta be a (Gotta
ya bloodclot)
Speak about what then, man, for real, fuck it, aiyo --
Check out, man, what niggas is doing over here, man?
(Why you ya gangsta?) Yo Dred, man, word up, man
(Why dont know nothing) This is ours, man, we own all this right here, man
(Who you? Who ya talk about?) Straight up, man, we know how real it get
(Who ya talk to to?) But gon' be repercussions

[Verse 1:

Punch broke the jaw, pulled the four out
And went off, told him he can't sling his raw
he fell, yo, he broke his wrist, his bangles flew off
His Balleys was scuffed, he blew a kiss
Bleeding out the side of his ear, was staring
And the silk shirt was off, Punch cut his hair
was bloody, he kept hitting, dread grabbed his shirt
Showing his stomach, the kid had on him
Bitches was flipping, they grabbed Tasha, her for a Louis
Snatched her right up out the bitch bra
No selling over here, Jack, heard the mumble
'You be dead in a then he stumbled back
Little young Keyon rushed him, yeah, was a vet
Gillette soldiers, shorty hit the
squirted, look like laundry detergent, the dread fell out
Right from there, he gon' need a
You dead yet?

Raekwon]
The fat lady sings, the fat lady sings, the fat sings
The fat lady sings, the fat lady sings, the fat sings