Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Laughin'

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

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

[Hell Rell:
WE...BE ON THE BLOCK ASS NIGGAZ I AIN'T GOT NO TIME FOR THESE FOXX ASS NIGGAZ...THATS WHY
I LAUGHING WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M LAUGHING AT YOU
I AIN'T LAUGHING WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M AT YOU

Rell]
Now the on cruise, the scope's on you
Damn right the joke's on you
I'm laughing all the way to the
plus I'm all the way til it stank...GUNPOWDER!
Bust a brick open powder the
If you was in with me you wouldn't come out of ya cell
I'd have you scared to go get dressed, scared to go to the
You might as well be a good brother, go to the
Fucking with me? off with ya arms
You'd rather spit on the Qu'Ran, in of Saddam
You'd rape ya little sister in front of ya mom's
Flex it's baby, drop hundreds of bombs!
You dealing with dealers that's dealing with the that they dealt
I'm gripping my strap, always got my hand in my
Can't faggots, I can kill him and his man by myself
Cause pussy and I know it and they know it theyself!!!

[Hell Rell:
MY COME ON THE BOAT NIGGA
I READ YA LIFE 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 FOR THESE JAMIE FOXX ASS NIGGAZ...THATS WHY
I LAUGHING WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M LAUGHING AT YOU
I AIN'T LAUGHING WITH YOU, I'M LAUGHING AT YOU

KILLA!
Mr. Giles with Mr. (what up Rell!)
Chocolate Maybach with Baurties (rims), these could vomit, like....
TO COP THE FROM MEEEE, GIVE ME THE THIRD DEGREEEEE
My third grade teacher, peep her....she to work for me! (haha!)
I ain't graduate, I ain't the honor roll (nope)
gym, the Dean said I'm walking on a violent stroll (how's that?)
Spit on Art teachers, fighting 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!
Here's ya lesson....fuck school, cop a
In the States a town, grams triple, lock it down
Oh, you got it Wanna get it popping now? (now?)
Well be careful on the Hill, could spot a clown
They'll ya money and ya work while they capping at ya
You'll be down the hill while they laughing at ya

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