Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Laughin'

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

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

[Hell Rell:
WE...BE ON THE ASS NIGGAZ I AIN'T GOT NO TIME FOR THESE 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

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

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

KILLA!
Mr. Giles Mr. Mohammed (what up Rell!)
Chocolate Maybach with Baurties (rims), these could vomit, like....
TO COP THE THIRST MEEEE, GIVE ME THE THIRD DEGREEEEE
My third teacher, peep her....she want 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 every show
Fuck the Principal, the principle....SILENCE YO!
In the jam sport the
Fuck with Cam? Thought it bro, fuck a smart Alec ho!
Here's ya lesson....fuck school, cop a
In the States spot a town, triple, lock it down
Oh, you got it now? Wanna get it popping (now?)
Well be on the Hill, they could spot a clown
They'll take ya money and ya work while they at ya
You'll be down the hill while they laughing at ya

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