Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Straight

Sticky icky doo-hickey on a spliffy mickie
he mixin some hash with some of that Humboldt County grass
with dis sleazy from Union City, she wanted to me
I was sticky but we did it anyway
Look, drop one or three dozen stapler
up under my seat, Robbers on my feet
Uhh, cops Elroy's po-po's glock me
Chops, ran up in my car
I hope none of y'all in there crackin on the Presedential
under my umbrella yibbidy yackin and jaw
and up in there a capella
Cause that ain't the way the was designed
You to see that if you BLIND
Blastin, to the side, blowzin
Comin up out of the chicken spot, pimp -
I'ms on my way to the pizznickin spot, ice -
Pullin out was a n-ah-n-uh-nightmare and I be

E-40

Where all my at?
all my rugers, where all my clap-them-gats?
Where all my shooters? when you stay, pop collars
Smoke tweed, twenty-fo'
Where all my at?
all my timahs, shot callers at?
Where all my It's heavy weight
me the money, the pussy, the car and I'm straight

I up on the set - somebody died?
Why all the long faces - playboy, dry
Dry as in dry? Dry as in
cause we had no work since Thursday
you ain't believe us but I got it, who want it?
By the way how y'all survivin? Shoot we been STEPPIN on it!
Uhh - cut out the
here on out {*cough*} no more scribble
Fast quota, fuck a nig'
Nigga my just as long as Ron Jeremy's dick!
Eighty-one olda, pimpin don't trip!
Who you be bumpin? and The Click!
Uhh, I see the heads me in the wind(?)
Family you been? The pen, get in!
Get skirrrt, vzzzzzt, the block
What you see two crackheads steppin over, A rock

Gimme a, Cadillac with a man's drank
A forty ounce, the champagne
The lap dance, thick-ass (?) like to
off her clothes and get butt-naked, Southern girl down South
A record deal so I ain't gotta dope
A botch, a home-cooked meal
Take, I like a (?)
with them fifteen minute driveways with a guard at the gate

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