Luyện nghe bài hát Glockappella

Brother, you've on my mind, oh brother
We've over time, so, brother, I'm keeping my eyes on you
I bet you think I know no better but sanging the blues
Oh but have I got news for you, I'm something
And I know you know that I'm too

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And I got the most to 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 before I walk up on your bed brother
And paint your in red brother, you heard what I said, brother?
Motherfucker, I mad at these niggaz, I tricked you

We got a awful thang goin' down, getting down
There's a whole lot of talkin' going
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, me the funk, give me the funk
I said bring me the funk, I can the funk
Just me the funk, bring me the funk, motherfucker