Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Laughin'

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

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

Rell]
Now the on cruise, the scope's on you
right cocksucker the joke's on you
I'm all the way to the bank
I'm blasting all the way til it stank...GUNPOWDER!
Bust a brick powder the scale
If you was in Clinton with me you wouldn't out of ya cell
I'd you scared to go get dressed, scared to go to the yard
You as well be a good brother, go to the Mosque
with 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
it's Dipset baby, drop hundreds of bombs!
You dealing with dealers that's with the hand that they dealt
I'm gripping my strap, got my hand in my belt
Can't take faggots, I can him and his man by myself
Cause pussy and I know it and they know it theyself!!!

[Hell Rell:
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, I'M LAUGHING AT YOU (you funny 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 JAMIE ASS NIGGAZ...THATS WHY
I AIN'T WITH YOU, CAUSE 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), bitches could vomit, like....
TO COP THE THIRST FROM MEEEE, 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)
Failed gym, the said I'm walking on a violent stroll (how's that?)
on Art teachers, fighting every talent show
Fuck the Principal, the principle....SILENCE YO!
In the jam sport the
Fuck with Cam? about it bro, fuck a smart Alec ho!
Here's ya lesson....fuck school, cop a
In the States spot a town, grams triple, lock it
Oh, you got it now? get it popping now? (now?)
be careful on the Hill, they could spot a clown
They'll take ya and ya work while they capping at ya
You'll be running down the hill while laughing at ya

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