Luyện nghe bài hát Hand On The Pump

Well I'm an alley cat, some say a rat
On my side is my gat, see I'm all of
out buck shots, boy I'm gonna wet'cha
Runnin' hot, but I'm comin' to get'cha
Thinkin' like a peace smoke, on a homicide
You talkin' shit, take me for a ride
I'm not a bad guy, but I'm the funky
Finger on the trigger my hands upon the steel
out a bullet, this is goin' boo-ya
You're in my hood, so what ya gonna do now?
Being the one is no fun
I come son, yo I think ya better run
Better run more, and a little faster
Second of thought and I'm coming to ya
my

Sawed off shotgun, hand on the
Left on a forty, [puffin onna blunt]
my shotgun, [niggas didn't jump]
Lala la la la laa

Comin at you like a stiff blow, fuckin up your
Ain't takin from you him or no man
Master mind maniac and a soooo
How they to pass sentence
All because a nigga tried to me on the trigger
He missed, so now the pissed
Rude and crude like a pit bull, get to the
Your card will get pulled, now
I'm headed up the river with a and no paddle
And I'm handin out
I'm headed up the river with a boat and no
And I'm out beatdowns [get your face down!]
Put me in chains, try to beat my
I can get out, but the grudge
When I see ya punk ass, I'm getcha
Fucking do ya, go boo-yaa!

Sawed off shotgun, on the pump
Left hand on a forty, [puffin blunt]
Pumped my shotgun, [niggas didn't
Lala la la la laa

that funky Cypress Hill shit
Take a lot of for the blunted to chill with
Cuz I'm the chill one, to get ill one
They stepped to the Hill "What's up?", I had to one
Now I'm headed up the river with a boat and no
And they got me on lock
Headed up the river with a boat and no
And they got me on lock
Living like a nigga who lost his mind
Cause I ain't goin out like a jellyfish
Some say life is a
Ask punk who dug his own ditch
Out for the Hill up at a party
Tried to get funny, put a hole in his
Lala la la lala la
at all of those funeral cars
Cause

off shotgun, hand on the pump
Left hand on a forty, onna blunt]
Pumped my shotgun, [niggas didn't
Lala la la la laa