Luyện nghe bài hát I'll Show You

K. I. N. G
Solemn and
Ridin' in the
wanna send me, back to the pen
Hope they me a ten P
it for my dog, (?) wit so case pending (?)
And my folk behind the (?) waterboard (?), keep it pimpin'
them hatin' ass law, bitch I'm ball so come get me
See Tip go by, in the whip, no lie
Didn't need no wheel cause the so fly
Up, up and away, so far up at the top I sit
My air so thin need
I'm so up, intoxicants
My flow still so competent
evidently don't know what they up against
Obviously oblivious, in the I'm serious
I'm poppin', I will be the reason why it's hot in here
Material you droppin' better push that back, that can't come out this
I got here, can't stop this, got this like I got blocks in here
Hit the VIP, all eyes on me like they think Pac in
I'm ignorant, belligerent, a gangsta and a
Pay niggas no concern, ain't no DiGornio, I'm
Center of attention, my P.O. just a wrench in my
of execution, I'm demandin' retribution
First to prison, a lesson, second was just a nuisance
Peckerwood beefin' with me, they want my neck in a
Cause they see a influence, luxurious and affluent
They want the king destroyed, see majesty ruined
Nah, nothin' doin' brah, you a bus' (?)
A really advantage point, so take your vantage point
Watch, the flip of a coin
The one they counted out soon become the nigga to
listen to the gossip or cut, them niggas annoyin'
They speak what I know and think it's for them (?)
Bow back, ya boy got fly
With ten chicks, got in sha la
Niggas stay talkin' all ca ca
No mucho deniro, no
my dollar, G-5, Murcielaga(?)
How automatic my chopper, want some problems, I got 'em

2: Pusha T]
I'll show niggas better than Tell
over discussions 'bout Push, I never fail niggas
How I'm Jack, listen, what the hell niggas?
This the new God flow, the Holy Grail
Can't see me, Book of Eli, in Braille niggas
I'm on track to be the best, I want Derrelle
I bend balls(?) on bitches, I unveil(?)
OfficiallyIce, don't at 'em, show and nigga
Say my brother better? Big
Big brother, so fuck you, he hammer, touch him
Ride around AMG mufflers, second fiddle to my own pool
We laugh about it, that's
I'm at the top and he
If you think it, we rule
My is an open book
My is an open look
gold chains, these stone rings
This cocaine I overcooked
I overcame on Novacane, I Frank that fish scale
I tip scales, I tip hoes, I skip on my tip toes
I beat the odds, bet Tip knows, my top back and my wrist
And ice cubes on my ear lobes
Like strobe lights on a bowl
Supreme ballers, dope dealers, callers
Music, Grand Hustle, what the block taught us