Luyện nghe bài hát Gutta Butta

Yo, we do it like this
Straight out the parts that disregard
considered okay

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

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

Blowin' bubbles out the end
Mud in your stool piles, flamin' hotter than Valley
The gateway to where ever sick tickle desire
The of this other century
Transforming and players into sissies

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

Most lie in own surreal home
the tree on the map
This one individual he was the Grim Reaper
Swole, couldn't put a finger on his naps

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

Palms like bricks, peeling from distributing crack
snatchers and goo-gobblers struggle
To stay on top of sand
'Cause mouths with silver spoons

Make bed you gotta sleep in it
But stakes
soda kept the knees clean
Narrow a ravine

[Incomprehensible] fell good
Last hole, jacket worn, body in two
Left by oh-no, soul gone
like the dune

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

Well, kept you strictly grounded for your ear
The are gettin' closer to the [Incomprehensible] now can you hear?
I smell fear and if your eyes was closed
Your ass couldn't your tear

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

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

Paper capers, hurt them brothers to obtain
If I can't refrain 'cause some of these niggaz snortin'
And really don't know way to go
Confused, abuse anybody for a fix

Hits go for ten bucks, go for twenty and they and plenty
Fat baggies Maggies muffin'
the kid do the stuffin'
Silly of young niggaz watching me

As I turn figures into
Twirl up my hair, pray to God I don't to do him
Like I knew or had no clue to who you was
'Cuz, face to face with a scar engraved upon his cheek

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

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

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

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

Late one night I was in a pearl white Legendary
I got that with me, 'cause it's necessary
Shit, I was just ridin', even thinking out collidin'
But I seeing the same headlights running stop signs and red lights

I don't prepared myself to die if it's my to go
He said, "You know what it is, you 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 both of our more than this car
You nigga, I used to be you
Shit and I'd bust a hole in your chest, could see through

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

Everythang cool my
You could just drop me off at the