Luyện nghe bài hát Hellucination

(Steele)
Sittin on the toilet, shittin, the dough
Strobe light affect, movin slow
Slip a deep zone, the sound let the phone bring me home
Stagger to my feet, toward the walk talk
(Aiyo Ripper what up nigga, out this proposition
There's money to bait and I'm in the to go fishing)
nigga, give me time to wash my ass
My habit at your norm' day, fiendin for the
(Do what you gotta do, I'm on my way in the car
'cause when I get there, yo we like Tamar) Right right easy
(Now I'm off to the south to get more info on dough I heard about
make sure everything secure
Can't let me and my man let these slip past our hands
The out heavy today
I hope they try to get in the way of our pay)
Damn, I'm ready, noon, the man's out
Gotta a quick shower, get dressed and bounce
Grabbed a fatigue, out the generals
attire for all criminals
Blazed up the clip, loads up the
If a boy riff, a body their stiff
Who dem man gon rap on my door
Disturb me at work, on the low dub (Yo it's me)
Who that (ST, what up) Aight up son, let me put it back on safety
(Aiyo kid it smells like fresh grown cess,
Twist up some trees we jet)
True, you we keep a fat pack of sensee
Even though you know it our pockets go empty
(But no less about to starved into men
So we finish we gon bag up this spinach)
Easier said done, peep the 4-1-1
The dred around the corner, try to blast Ruck and dunn
(I knew it, bad flowin like fluid
Forget the dough, let's do it
I see you already strapped pa, so meet you
outside, my gats back in the car
How far one go
before he throw his whole entire right out the window)

(talking)

(Steele)
And a dead boy, and I even know
(Aiyo he looks the dred, that hooked us up on the low)
you say fly?
(Thinkin out loud, caught me in the zone
I'll you all about it on the way home)
Whatever, I'mma send this nigga to his
Fuckin wit the family, know he learn a lesson
And you know he ain't yardy
Some boy gon get tonight
As we strap on the gloves, the buzz from cannabis
bout to get scandalous

(arguing and gunshots)

Gotta be gon the double, I think I seen them all
But on the left trouble
Undercover had to spill out
the whole thing go down, yo it's time to brake out
The as I shift and drive
'cause every mind right might not leave alive

Son why you stallin? Hop on the
Get us outta here before we be the next
Right now, this whole is bug, we the thugs
Yet the comin up showin niggas love
Took our burners, gave us dap, let us
Now it's back to the dog house, to smoke the next

(talking)

Who could believe them beats left us
And took the chrome that's in one of our own home
And not only kid, check
How money that we did, was that connect
For the cash, them pigs must of had for the stash
That ain't that some for ya ass

Troops say, ya never liked pretty ass anyway
But that wit the pigs CO-made my day
Gave me a whole new on the beast
watched out for the ones so called the beast
But anyway, you we high right now
Doin it like this, the crook style