Luyện nghe bài hát Hurry Up And Buy

I'm in the corner store high a couple of guys
bitch yelling "hurry up and buy!"
Got the kind of guns that make you wanna the sky
Holla'd at my homie Nims he said a ya life
The real shit I spin it to the
The glock fresh the box furnished with the bullets
I'm an Eastside nigga with a chip on his shoulder
Throw a clip in ya shoulder, have ya flippin ya
It's over, hollows through the kitchen, the foyer
Through the top stuffing, through the chicken, my lawyer
Stay losin sleep, Been there, funerals,
Pass the preacher real good, it ain't moving me
All type of poppin off
That's why I toss slick at ya jaw
I'm the and effect, the alpha, the omega
Beginnin of the end, calculatin with
Articulate and clever body parts I sever
Shotty sparks through sweater, my squad is forever
And we can beef Superman and doomsday
I'm stayin with the toast, wanna meet my
You don't see me ride up, rowdy all riled up
Fired up, eat a food, turn his brain sunny side up
Just another episode, let the tech
I done seen weapons blow all decimals
Professional, pistol packer, lick a smasher and crash a 22 hammer cock
Hooligan on ya
You can be a lot but you ain't
A pill to swallow when you know you can't spit
I will jab niggas up, and 'em down
Even kings need to rest, head from the crown
I ain't to hear how you shut em down
You was at blockbuster watchin Smith the last time you seen Seven Pound
A set of clowns minus the big
Pigeon from the mound, who I'm tossin fifth to
That you tryin to master, I pass that and laugh at
Due to science young'n you nothin but a lab rat
I'm at your front door like
Blast one, hand over your heart the national anthem
line your sis, put your moms in the headlock
Grab ya granny put her in a leg lock
She opened her when the pain in her leg stopped
Just in time to see me comin down with the leg
I'm so tired Z-ro, I should have went emo, a gym class hero
Coulda been a bum, smellin like Fritos
With a cardboard sign saying that I
Don't be mad, no bitchassness in the
I the hatchet, swinging like Kelly Patrick
I'm very active, ya family captive
Pockets standing out as if they went under for
Your a freak I dig her out like a grapefruit
Sick with the bat and so I call her Babe Ruth
like Beirut, vodka and Grey Goose
I'ma let the apes loose, guns like the stay
Flyer than some space boots, homie you can two
to heaven, send a nigga straight to Jesus
Monster with the chopper, out let the K shoot
Boys in the Hood had to cut nigga Tre loose
Fuck you, we bout to moves
And tell ya pops balls together ain't cool