Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Straight

Sticky icky doo-hickey smokin on a spliffy
Think he mixin some hash some of that Humboldt County grass
with dis from Union City, she wanted to freak me
when I was sticky but we did it
Look, drop one or three dozen stapler
up my seat, why? Robbers on my feet
Uhh, cops po-po's wanna 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 the way the GAME was designed
You to see that if you BLIND
Blastin, cocked to the side,
Comin up out of the chicken spot, pimp -
I'ms on my way to the pizznickin spot, ice -
Pullin out was a and I be bossin

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all my hustlers at?
Where all my rugers, all my clap-them-gats?
Where all my shooters? Dude when you stay, pop
Smoke tweed, hours
Where all my at?
Where all my timahs, callers at?
Where all my grimies? It's heavy
Give me the money, the pussy, the car and I'm

I pull up on the set - somebody
Why all the long - playboy, it's dry
Dry as in dry? Dry as in
cause we ain't had no work since
Know you ain't us but I got it, who want it?
By the way how y'all been survivin? Shoot we STEPPIN on it!
Uhh - cut out the
here on out {*cough*} no more scribble
Fast quota, a slow nig'
Nigga my fetti's just as long as Ron dick!
Eighty-one years olda, don't trip!
Who you be E-40 and The Click!
Uhh, I see the heads me in the wind(?)
Family where you The pen, get in!
Get skirrrt, vzzzzzt, bend the
What you see two crackheads steppin over, A rock

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

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