Luyện nghe bài hát Hurry Up And Buy

I'm in the corner store high with a of guys
bitch yelling "hurry up and buy!"
Got the kind of guns that you wanna touch the sky
Holla'd at my homie Nims he said a ya life
The real shit I spin it to the
The glock outta the box furnished 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 blowin the kitchen, the foyer
Through the stove top stuffing, the chicken, my lawyer
Stay sleep, Been there, funerals, eulogy
Pass the real good, still it ain't moving me
All type of poppin off
That's why I slick Molotov's at ya jaw
I'm the and effect, the alpha, the omega
Beginnin of the end, with barrettes
Articulate and body parts I will sever
Shotty sparks through your sweater, my is forever
And we can like Superman and doomsday
I'm stayin with the toast, wanna meet my
You wanna see me ride up, rowdy all riled up
Fired up, eat a nigga food, his brain sunny side up
another 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 ain't
A hard pill to swallow when you you can't spit
I will jab up, and uppercut 'em down
Even kings need to rest, head heavy the crown
I ain't tryin to hear how you em down
You was at blockbuster watchin Will Smith the last time you Seven Pound
A set of clowns the big shoes
Pigeon from the mound, who I'm tossin fifth to
That flow you tryin to master, I that and laugh at
Due to science you ain't nothin but a lab rat
I'm at your door like Ransom
one, hand over your heart like the national anthem
Close line sis, put your moms in the headlock
Grab ya put her in a figure-four leg lock
She opened her eyes when the pain in her leg
Just in to see me comin down with the leg drop
I'm so tired like Z-ro, I should have went emo, a gym hero
Coulda been a bum, body smellin like
With a cardboard sign that I freeload
be mad, no bitchassness in the back
I burry the hatchet, swinging Kelly Patrick
I'm very active, hold ya family
Pockets standing out as if went under for Bariatrics
Your bitch a I dig her out like a grapefruit
Sick with the bat and balls so I call her Ruth
Block like Beirut, vodka and Goose
I'ma let the apes loose, guns the stay troops
Flyer some space boots, homie you can take two
Stairway to heaven, send a nigga straight to
Monster the chopper, hanging out let the K shoot
Boys in the had to cut that nigga Tre loose
you, we bout to make moves
And tell ya pops balls together ain't cool