Luyện nghe bài hát Hole In The Head

Gangster Red, yo? It's a Tribe thang

gonna get cha, quick with the cuente
See a gang, no ain't no jugate
Rollin' like a psycho with the windows rolled
Who you lookin' at? You to fade me clown

Plato, si mon, you want
When you reach for gat to load your automatic
Boo-yaa, spittin' out
Homey say claat, so you can call a pig
'Cause no one could handle, I up and loco
Insane in the brain, you get the

And a hole in your head, a hole in your head
A in the head, a hole the head
You get a hole in the head, in your motherfuckin'
A hole in the head, a in the head

barrel pumpin', system thumpin'
See a heina, c'mon baby, jump in
I stop a cop, let me tell you somethin'
Me and you, Bruca, we be humpin'

If honey the mack, homey's got her in the bag
But there's vato's rollin' out, and stickin' up the flag
He out with the sag, hey where ya from homes?
It's on, he him reachin' for his chrome

Buckshot to the dome, in the Brome
Honey's in the but she just wants to go home
But he trips to the store homeboy needs a white boy
At the counter's thinkin', oh Lordy,

Pushin' on the button, for nuttin'
Pigs on the way, aiyyo, he smells
Dips out the store, one time the corner
And he the fuckin' alley like his homes was Pop Warner

Still had the forty, comin' at the
the chief's son, pig officer, O'Malley
In the black and white thinkin' he's gonna check him
Wrong, it's be on that pig better suck a la chrome, P.D. 187

A to the K
You know Sen
Get ass down and by the way

You get a hole in head, a fuckin' hole in your head
A in your head, a hole your head
You get a hole in the head, in motherfuckin' head
A hole in the head, a in the head

A Scooby Doo y'all, a Doo y'all
A Scooby Doo y'all, a doobie doo y'all
A Scooby Doo y'all, Scooby Doo
A Scooby Doo y'all, a Scooby doo y'all

Six rollin' up and now he's really
thinkin' damn, I never got this gaffled to' up
Beat down, on the way to the station
Gaffled up from a false accusation, oh

to the pen, you know homes the one that's where
The attitudes and where the punks'll be dined
Made a comb to a shank, I'm gonna ya
Wet ya, you know the picture
Yeah, you been to jail boy, broomstick up your ass
And by the way

You get a hole in your head, a hole in your head
A in the head, a hole the head
You get a hole in your head, in your motherfuckin'
A hole in head, a hole in your head

You get a hole in your head, in your head
A hole in the head, a in the head
You get a hole in the head, in your head
A hole in the head, a in the head

Yeah, South Central and the West side up
(It's a thing)
is hell boy
(It's a thing)
up
(It's a thing)
What side is that

Can they kick it? Can they it?
Yeah, can they it?
I'm Sirnose and cannot kick it