Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Laughin'

I LAUGHING WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M LAUGHING AT YOU

I AIN'T LAUGHING WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M AT YOU
I LAUGHING WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M LAUGHING AT YOU
I AIN'T LAUGHING WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M AT YOU
I AIN'T LAUGHING WITH YOU, I'M LAUGHING AT YOU

[Hell HOOK]
WE...BE ON THE BLOCK ASS NIGGAZ I AIN'T GOT NO TIME FOR JAMIE FOXX ASS NIGGAZ...THATS WHY
I AIN'T LAUGHING YOU, CAUSE I'M LAUGHING AT YOU
I AIN'T LAUGHING YOU, CAUSE I'M LAUGHING AT YOU

[Hell
Now the boat's on cruise, the on you
right cocksucker the joke's on you
I'm laughing all the way to the
I'm blasting all the way til it stank...GUNPOWDER!
Bust a brick open the scale
If you was in Clinton with me you come out of ya cell
I'd have you to go get dressed, scared to go to the yard
You might as well be a brother, go to the Mosque
Fucking with me? It's off ya arms
rather spit on the Qu'Ran, in front of Saddam
You'd rather rape ya little sister in of ya mom's
Flex it's Dipset baby, drop of bombs!
You dealing with dealers that's dealing with the hand that dealt
I'm gripping my strap, always got my in my belt
take faggots, I can kill him and his man by myself
Cause they pussy and I know it and they it theyself!!!

Rell: HOOK]
MY COCAINE COME ON THE BOAT
I READ YA STORY AND IT GO WITH THE JOKE....THAT'S WHY
I AIN'T LAUGHING WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M AT YOU (you funny niggaaaa!)
I AIN'T WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M LAUGHING AT YOU
WE...BE ON THE ASS NIGGAZ
I AIN'T GOT NO TIME FOR THESE JAMIE ASS NIGGAZ...THATS WHY
I AIN'T LAUGHING WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M AT YOU
I AIN'T LAUGHING WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M AT YOU

KILLA!
Mr. Giles Mr. Mohammed (what up Rell!)
Chocolate Maybach with Baurties (rims), these could vomit, like....
TO COP THE FROM MEEEE, GIVE ME THE THIRD DEGREEEEE
My grade teacher, peep her....she want to work for me! (haha!)
I ain't graduate, I ain't make the roll (nope)
gym, the Dean said I'm walking on a violent stroll (how's that?)
Spit on Art teachers, every talent show
the Principal, it's the principle....SILENCE YO!
In the jam sport the
Fuck with Thought about it bro, fuck a smart Alec ho!
ya lesson....fuck school, cop a pound
In the States spot a town, triple, lock it down
Oh, you got it now? Wanna get it now? (now?)
Well be careful on the Hill, they could spot a
They'll take ya money and ya while they capping at ya
be running down the hill while they laughing at ya

[Hell
Your rap book is a whole of riddles that you scribble
not a baller you can't dribble, and ya middle name is little....COWARD!
Little nigga, little house, little
up on ya little block, hop out with my little glock
Make it pop, my whole fill it in ya spine
Before that you say DIPSET a hundred million times
Let me see some old Soundscan, what did Bleek
Teiarra Marie.....what that little freak
All niggaz went wood and I'm laughing at them
Got my in the air throwing karats at them
These niggaz is dumb, I pre-school teach
I'm....stingy with rhymes, I tea-spoon feed them
We the braggers & the boasters, our in the holsters
Now we pull 'em out faggot, pratice with ya posters (bang bang!)
God damn he's a stand up
Hell with a stand up TV rim