Luyện nghe bài hát Halfway Thugs Part 2

(singing joe "i don't wanna be a player")
He don't be a muslim no more
He to be black and proud
Now he be hardcore, ooh, ohh (repeat)

When I met this cat he was eatin' veggie
Now you see him yo he he about murders
I used to his rhymes and let him shine
Knowin' that he old and out of time
made cat and yo he shot a kid
On top of that yo he got his man a bid
Ex-crackhead and lived in a crib
Never records now he tryin' to live
But he was my man, I was the key he was a gram
You like 37, give it up man
You in war you shoulda let me know
If it's war when I see you let you go
But you's a homo thug, faggot
I hate you and the rest of faggots though
So let me boost you and eat y'all niggas you're used to
You just mad you wasn't in the juice crew
You a now or just used to?
Five percent or just used to?
Aiyyo a this week I guess you's too
Mad 'cause I cut you off you was soft
I got jumped you had the gat and you let off
Ice it up than I turned around and split off
Yeah my shot the nigga in the north face cloth
So what the fuck, my wyle like what
You can't rock
Thugged out entertainment we you up
All my n u scuff you up
And all my freak bitches like me and kurupt
Aye yo you bitin' my style my words
You ain't pro-black because you po' white birds
Eatin' ham with man while you in the suburbs
You like old and washed up
I told you rhyme like a dog and put heart up
Tell the truth, the truth,
Why you them lies
You goy mad 'cause I was with (? ) and nas
And you hate nas right that's what you me right?
Everything that he did yo you tried to
Don't get mad 'cause you weak and he tight
The qb niggas don't you neither
You had now you met now you got a caesar
my style, wastin' your style
You was in for the culture how you switchin' your
And you know it ain't yet
me and my click will bring the rest