Luyện nghe bài hát Glockapella

Brother, you've been on my mind, oh
We've over time, so, brother, I'm keeping my eyes on you
I bet you don't think I know no better but sanging the
Oh but brother have I got news for you, I'm
And I know you that I'm something too

Yeah, I don't get into all this battle rap shit
And all that shit's stupid but I'm gonna it
And I get it off my chest may God bless it
I will invest four minutes for everyone
Who had the to attack me

I kept quiet but perhaps I should have pushed this fire
to just sit with this shit I've only gotten sicker
Yet I react without a crack in my composure
But the only way he knows to bring this shit to a

I'm worthy and my associates and I named the Dirty
And I'm even for sale in Braille, the deaf, dumb and have heard me
But I ain't even breathin' until I get an 30
I could casually clap up the of somebody's throwback jersey

You makin' me talk this way, ain'tcha?
You makin' me hafta this way
You forcin' me to walk way
Maybe my album get bought this way

Niggaz slow around me, I make 'em superstitious
And one of my vices used to be wanting to look vicious
But instead I use my head and I fed niggaz nutritious
But you will appreciate what a sacrifice is

And I know you ambitious men, you have my best wishes
a piece of this pain on a platter, it's one of my best dishes
When you assassinate my character, not one remark
So it's gone get funky when I'm fryin' little fishes

Fuck fakin', has been some offense taken
But itty bitty beef is, beneath me like bacon
But hear me when I say, I ain't gone hate you halfway
You know me, will surely owe me

When it comes to respect, I put my family before me
And the ridin', oh so slowly but surely and you in danger
And I'll be strict straight every one of you niggaz like strangers
I'll put bullet holes in anything oppose through car doors and clothes

Amateurs and pros, niggaz and hoes, also friends and foes
Let it be known you'll lose your life fucking around with Lo
This is my Glockapella and I'll be wearing forever
Like I'm to Roc-a-fella and I'ma bust two times in the sky

'Cause ain't nobody around ready to die
But if more that you want, can't but one side win
And I'm damn sure to try motherfucker, yeah
Hold on, I'm all off the motherfucking beat, on

Lo crazy, Lo a'hurt bad, Lo crazy, Lo a'hurt somebody dad
Decide to ride down your street and just hurt bad
You know, as in house, somebody's child or somebody's spouse
You see what I'm saying and you I can be what I'm sayin'

And I got the to lose but you steppin' on my shoes, nigga
You become a target and will remain a target you are hit
You gone fuck around and found out Lo still down for it
I ain't scared of ya, never been of ya

If I'm scared for ya because I'm so ahead of ya
Take that to the head brother before I up on your bed brother
And paint your blood in red brother, you heard what I said,
Motherfucker, I ain't mad at these niggaz, I you

We got a real awful goin' down, getting down
a whole lot of talkin' going round
You best me before I pack up and move out of town
I will gladly and glock one of them down

I said, me the funk, I want the funk
I said, bring me the funk, me the funk
I said bring me the funk, I can the funk
Just bring me the funk, bring me the funk,