Luyện nghe bài hát Gargoyle Serenade

Scrapin the pavement with his knuckles, like with it
Run a check, bet you they say he livid
He got a voice out 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
to blast off - like a space shuttle
RealHustlersUnite.com, born in the
be weak, gotta earn your keep
Gotta stay woke everybody else asleep
Cause they mayne, they dirty mayne, they'll try and sneak
Creep up on you from and make yo' melon leak
Watch yo' back, and yo'
Gotta pack the kind of guns that use to hunt
Braveheart, not a
It can go down at any time, be for funk
I was built for this shit, seen cats get peeled in shit
for flappin they lips, or warrin over a chick
Either that or they snitch or owe somebody chips
Used to flea flick and pitch, around and got rich!
So damn ferocious, man I don't know if y'all noticed
I'm tryin to bubble 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 with the

Uhh! Back a leave of absence
Got the block pregnant, now it's havin
All boys, not girls the Braxtons
Sellin that white like the
On the track like a weave! Loaded as fuck,
Got a pint of that oil and a zap of broccoli
And I a bitch WOULD, try to slide through I'm ready
send him back in a box and I ain't talkin 'bout a Chevy
I'm totin somethin heavy, that'll a fucker UP!
A cinnamon roll, look a snake curled up
Ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka, goes the hundred round
WOOOOOO, the amba-lambs, here come
Flatlined, folks cryin, "My 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, the po'-po' and the soil, he had it comin
BEOTCH!