Luyện nghe bài hát Hurry Up And Buy

I'm in the corner store high with a couple of
bitch yelling "hurry up and buy!"
Got the kind of guns make you wanna touch the sky
Holla'd at my homie he said fuck a ya life
The real shit I it to the fullest
The glock fresh outta the box furnished with the
Homie I'm an Eastside nigga a chip on his shoulder
Throw a clip in ya shoulder, ya flippin ya Rover
It's over, hollows through the kitchen, the foyer
Through the top stuffing, through the chicken, my lawyer
Stay losin sleep, there, funerals, eulogy
Pass the real good, still it ain't moving me
All type of poppin off
why I toss slick Molotov's at ya jaw
I'm the cause and effect, the alpha, the
of the end, calculatin with barrettes
Articulate and body parts I will sever
sparks through your sweater, my squad is forever
And we can like Superman and doomsday
I'm stayin the toast, wanna meet my roommate
You don't wanna see me ride up, rowdy all up
Fired up, eat a food, turn his brain sunny side up
Just episode, let the tech explode
I done weapons blow all over decimals
Professional, pistol packer, lick a smasher and crash a 22 hammer cock
Hooligan on ya
You can be a lot but you this
A hard to swallow 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 time you Seven Pound
A set of minus the big shoes
Pigeon from the mound, who I'm tossin this to
That flow you to master, I pass that and laugh at
Due to young'n you ain't nothin but a lab rat
I'm at your door like Ransom
Blast one, hand over your heart like the anthem
Close line your sis, put your moms in the
ya granny put her in a figure-four leg lock
She opened her eyes when the in her leg stopped
in time to see me comin down with the leg drop
I'm so tired like Z-ro, I should went emo, a gym class hero
Coulda been a bum, body like Fritos
With a cardboard sign that I freeload
Don't be mad, no in the back
I the hatchet, swinging like Kelly Patrick
I'm very active, hold ya captive
Pockets standing out as if they went for Bariatrics
bitch a freak I dig her out like a grapefruit
Sick with the bat and balls so I call her Ruth
Block Beirut, vodka and Grey Goose
I'ma let the apes loose, guns the stay troops
Flyer than some space boots, homie you can two
Stairway to heaven, send a straight to Jesus
Monster the chopper, hanging out let the K shoot
in the Hood had to cut that nigga Tre loose
Fuck you, we bout to make
And tell ya pops rubbin together ain't cool