Luyện nghe bài hát Hurry Up And Buy

I'm in the corner store high a couple of guys
Japanese yelling "hurry up and buy!"
Got the kind of guns that you wanna touch the sky
at my homie Nims he said fuck a ya life
The real I spin it to the fullest
The glock fresh outta the box with the bullets
Homie I'm an Eastside nigga with a chip on his
a clip in ya shoulder, have ya flippin ya Rover
It's over, hollows through the kitchen, the foyer
the stove top stuffing, through the chicken, my lawyer
Stay losin sleep, there, funerals, eulogy
Pass the preacher real good, still it ain't me
All type of shits 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 I will sever
sparks through your sweater, my squad is forever
And we can beef like Superman and
I'm stayin with the toast, meet my roommate
You don't wanna see me ride up, all riled up
up, eat a nigga food, turn his brain sunny side up
Just episode, let the tech explode
I done seen weapons all over decimals
Professional, packer, lick a smasher cruise and crash a 22 hammer cock
on ya block
You can be a lot but you this
A hard pill to when you know you can't spit
I will jab niggas up, and uppercut 'em
Even kings need to rest, head heavy the crown
I ain't tryin to how you shut em down
You was at blockbuster watchin Will Smith the last you seen Seven Pound
A set of minus the big shoes
from the mound, who I'm tossin this fifth to
That flow you tryin to master, I pass and laugh at
Due to science young'n you ain't but a lab rat
I'm at your front like Ransom
Blast one, hand your heart like the national anthem
Close line your sis, put your moms in the
Grab ya granny put her in a figure-four leg
She her eyes when the pain in her leg stopped
Just in time to see me comin with the leg drop
I'm so tired like Z-ro, I should have emo, a gym class hero
Coulda been a bum, body like Fritos
a cardboard sign saying that I freeload
Don't be mad, no in the back
I burry the hatchet, swinging like Patrick
I'm very active, hold ya captive
Pockets standing out as if they went under for
Your bitch a freak I dig her out like a
Sick the bat and balls so I call her Babe Ruth
like Beirut, vodka and Grey Goose
I'ma let the apes loose, guns like the stay
than some space boots, homie you can take two
Stairway to heaven, send a straight to Jesus
with the chopper, hanging out let the K shoot
Boys in the had to cut that nigga Tre loose
Fuck you, we to make moves
And tell ya pops rubbin balls ain't cool