Luyện nghe bài hát I Got The Power

Verse One:
My click is in it til it's over never
Bustin over layin Elaine with the cane and the
Pray to for the nigga with the Ruger
The Don the Heron mover
You my hustle I bring the fo' pound to the tussle
Motherfuck your pit with no
So chill 'causeo let me blow for my
Runnin round get down like gorillas
Shorty bop the wolop, in the with the dollop
Pot full of acid, I got the mastered
Move dimes, hit twenties to gettin money
It be a hundred degrees and never look sunny
I'm tryin to live, somethin got to give
But everyday's the old, runnin from po-po
Mom think I'm loco, cause I sell crack and cocoa
Yo, it's the style see it's still the
And worse comes to worse, I steal the cane
Papi my face, so he don't expect it
Runnin from the gutter so he gots to it
Stripped his ass naked, I put a slug in him
He just another motherfucker, ain't no in him
I put a bug in him, sleep on one who never slept
I take my last every time I hit the meth
the D to the E, M to the O N
Blowin, playin shotgun, throwin
Don't you see the with the baseball cap
Don't make me flip motherfucker with this bat
to brace yo' gat, 'fore I brace mine, cause I lace nine
From yo' dome to yo' motherfuckin
Chorus: Daddy
I be, that nigga that yo' niggaz fuck wit
That nigga yo' bitches wanna creep wit
nigga that you can't get along wit
Playa hate but you do a song wit
That nigga you see in the videos
nigga with the jewels and the jiggy hoes
That nigga die for his main man
nigga with the gettin money gameplan
Verse Two:
Haven't you heard that Bad Boys in silence yet?
you increase the peace, the mo' wild it get
I'm only sizin you niggaz the waist up
And I ain't, wettin no parts you can't with makeup
Mr. without the Ladder
It don't matter clap your wake up and do a
badder, since the, baby Finster
I was in the playpen wai-tin for kids to
Shit I even blitz the rich to get
Housekeeper disguised with the nine grip
Extra clip in the vacumn if I
Room ring the alarm and get the bomb
the hall pearl wide bill long gone
Plus I got the power to ramshack, you dig
while you simply thought where you lived at

Verse Three:
You don't wanna get involved, with the L-O-X car
Tellers, Goodfellas, who we are
You outsell us, it ain't shit you could tell us
Jealous dog, cause we spread relish
Bad Boys, and we all eat
When it go down, then we heat together
Since I the connection with the big man
I done got big plans, to be a nigga in the big Land
Ghetto star, all gift wrapped
And you call weight, I know cats who sniff that
Enjoy life, what are you
If the DA ain't got a payin, papi got him weighin
to do with money you can count J in
Next time we bring it to these faggots we ain't
Cream of the crop, and we ain't never gonna
Hittin you in your with that butter from The Lox
(fades)