Luyện nghe bài hát Hands on the Pump

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

Sawed off shotgun, on the pump
Left hand on a forty, onna blunt]
Pumped my shotgun, didn't jump]
la la lala la laa

Comin at you like a stiff blow, fuckin up program
takin shit from you him or no man
Master mind maniac and a menace
How they to pass sentence
All because a nigga to play me on the trigger
He missed, so now the nigga's
Rude and like a pit bull, get to the point
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 handin out [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
do ya, shotgun go boo-yaa!

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

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

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