Luyện nghe bài hát Gutta Butta

Yo, we gon' do it like
Straight out the parts they disregard
considered okay

Now don't get mad, nigga get
got them brand new trash bags, dag
And they know to dump that ass
In the

The hoochie with the rest of the kids
did business outside la familians
Gettin' ya touched, the cut
roastin' whole through tea bags

Blowin' out the wrong end
Mud in stool piles, flamin' hotter than Dust Valley
The to where ever your sick tickle desire
The gangsters of other century
Transforming hustlers and players into

So slim goodie, you don't want no boy
He'll leave you and pregnant
get too comfortable you ain't gon be here too long
G's get up and die

Most lie in they own home
the tree on the map
This one individual he was the Grim Reaper
Swole, couldn't nobody put a on his naps

Now he up under the bridge stankin' in his birthday
Used to always holler about how he was do a brother
him to the punch-line, [Incomprehensible]
Being into early retirement at the age of twenty-six

Palms feel like bricks, peeling distributing crack
Crumb snatchers and goo-gobblers
To on top of sand dunes
mouths born with silver spoons

Make your bed you sleep in it
But stakes
soda kept the knees clean
Narrow like a

[Incomprehensible] fell news
Last hole, green jacket worn, in two
Left by oh-no, soul been
Disappeared the dune

Once the temperature
But I'm with my Lawd, grits, still ship
Half the pipes are gettin' sold out convenience
Where ya at now? around trying to sniff out sounds

Well, rounded kept you grounded for your ear
The dogs are gettin' closer to the now can you hear?
I smell and even if your eyes was closed
ass couldn't catch your tear

Lies, straws, mirrors and
Nicks, dimes, fifties, and
Why can't I
These lies, straws, and plates?

In the land of jacks I got my acts over the tracks with
the map in the vault
Where cat's trying to sniff me out
I'm in the woods working all about

capers, never hurt them brothers to obtain
If I can't refrain 'cause of these niggaz snortin' cain
And don't know which way to go
Confused, you'll anybody for a fix

Hits go for ten bucks, go for and they good and plenty
Fat baggies like muffin'
Where the kid do the
Silly of these young watching me

As I turn figures into
up my hair, pray to God I don't have to do him
Like I never or had no clue to who you was
'Cuz, face to face a scar engraved upon his left cheek

So to speak, I'm like a icon when it was done
To approach my
Be on that Rossie like The
So I stay ready for and watch the rich get rich off it

Lies, straws, mirrors and
Nicks, dimes, fifties, and
Why I escape
These lies, straws, mirrors and

Nigga I ain't shit, I just how to rhyme a little bit
Nigga please, I'm still trying to my fat ass in where I fit
Now I got a little dough but it ain't much more
Than every nigga I know

We all still po, I don't sell dope, I sell
You wanna me up my nigga then wear a scope
you gon see me on MLK and on T.V.
I ain't got no fear, my nigga I was born to right here

Late one night I was in a pearl Acura Legendary
I got that thang with me, 'cause it's
Shit, I was just ridin', wasn't thinking out collidin'
But I kept seeing the same headlights running stop signs and red

I don't prepared myself to die if my time to go
He said, "You know it is, you done seen it before"
This sad, of course be mad
Well, here you can have it god dammit if you want it bad

You try to take from me, my nigga I ain't no star
I value of our lives more than this car
You nigga, I used to be you
Shit and I'd bust a hole in your chest, somebody see through

Now remember, shit, you could've tonight
And I been in the right
I ain't even you could just drop me off at the house
'Cause I really dying by nothin' like this

Everythang cool my
You could drop me off at the house