Luyện nghe bài hát Gargoyle Serenade

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

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