Luyện nghe bài hát Gargoyle Serenade

Scrapin the pavement his knuckles, gorilla like with it
Run a check, bet you they say he livid
He got a out there mayne! He don't wear a muzzle
coast fixture, disrespect him you in trouble
Niggarish nigga, dig that with a
Broccoli in the air, up in a huddle
'Bout to blast off - like a shuttle
RealHustlersUnite.com, in the struggle
Cain't be weak, earn your keep
Gotta stay woke while everybody else
Cause they dusty mayne, they dirty mayne, try and sneak
up on you from beind and make yo' melon leak
Watch yo' back, and yo'
Gotta pack the kind of guns that hunters use to
Braveheart, not a
It can go down at any time, be for funk
I was for this shit, seen cats get peeled in this shit
for either flappin lips, or warrin over a chick
Either that or they snitch or owe some chips
Used to flea and pitch, fucked around and got rich!
So damn focused ferocious, man I don't know if noticed
I'm to bubble like sodas it's funky like halitosis
Stanky no pity, it's a killer in every city
On the ave where it's mannish, posted up the many

Uhh! from a leave of absence
Got the block pregnant, now it's contractions
All boys, not girls the Braxtons
Sellin that white like the
On the track like a weave! Loaded as fuck,
Got a pint of there oil and a zap of broccoli
And I a bitch WOULD, try to slide through I'm ready
I'ma him back in a box and I ain't talkin 'bout a Chevy
I'm totin heavy, that'll fuck a fucker UP!
A cinnamon roll, look like a snake up
Ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka, goes the hundred drum
WOOOOOO, the amba-lambs, here come
Flatlined, cryin, "My baby was an angel sir!"
But little did she know her lil' devil was a finagler
A robber, a thief, a stealer, always into
A peeler, runnin, from the po'-po' and the soil, he had it
BEOTCH!