Luyện nghe bài hát I'm A Pisces

Gettin' in I fit in, right?
What that deuce, deuce poppin'
Baby, I like the way you work that
You had a care nigga for 3 weeks sprung

It's the game, the muthafucka calls my
Product made of yola 'cuz the don't change
The prettiest thing is new wall tires
I shoulda been a lawyer 'cuz I'm such a liar

Kill dosia style, brain child in a
God fear a nigga pressure and greedy
Microphone cops steady off my dealings
Even I'm workin', muthafuckas think I'm chillin'

Recruitin' like the army or the marines
Some get rejected like black, beans
I'm on the scene in my jeans, smokin' weed a sac
Muthafucka, where you at? I got raps

Ya hardcore CB4 made a nice comeback
But didn't touch my
A Farrakhan listener, white world
My frisk down is just the state pen for visitors

red hots, guns, crack and macks, fly clubs
No and cocaine raps
Spendin' incredible, money untraceable
Tiga's start to jack the dope ain't available

Baby you talk too much, the blunt
I'm tryin', to give your fine ass the raw and
I got no time to be a crybaby
Forgive me, but got me packin' pocket tools

Fresh out say 'em, yeah, I made a gang of raps
Smokin' in a rental with the gangsta tracks
Straight chewy, and a nigga got a gang of
Check the or the struggle through my Chinese eyes

Had to up the fade, got my murder 1 shades
tryin' to fuck them freaks from my high school days
B. Adams, do you still me?
'Cuz ya first born is strugglin' and it's hard to stay drug

Cock loaded and about to explode
the 12 story 'jects, bitch I'm outta control
Alpine reliant, police defiant, Kentucky Fried and Popeye's number 1
Two piece n rice allspice

N an RX-7 cuttin' through'a da
I represent the look like the Sam Cook
Put a star by every freak in my true black
Clutch tight pumped way in the air, pagan
You dealin' with a microphone
Tear, pear, glare, where? Stare, check it, I care

I just quit, shit, the rap game fanatic
Tryna stay calm with a mad weed
Cussin' and fussin' at 100
I think like a blind thief the vision of G's

Chewy used to do me, to Ice-T
Ya lookin' at a nigga who wish he was free
But that's a dream in another life
So, then my last word is re-light