Luyện nghe bài hát In Your Face

I'll get my manager crazy as hell, pull steel
these sheisty people, the sawed off, the pump is real
Then smack when they don't feel Keith's right direction
Put niggaz in fear, the bullets in head section

Pick up drug dollars, leave rings niggaz collars
Front me cash, you catch bodies, put 'em in a stash
Never laugh at you, explain plans, to do
Machine guns on tour, for your soft crew

Don't to me with shit the candle wax is gettin' lit
I'm solo now, and money I have to fuckin' split
Business ain't straight in glamour world, fuckin' hell
All these things I through, your skull deserves a metal plates

Not the platinum plaque, gun staples in your back
Hung from a tree with rusty nails in your rectum

I get personal straight, I bring it forward
(Where?)
In face
(In yo' face)

I get personal direct straight, I it forward
(Where?)
In your
(In yo' face)

I get personal straight, I bring it forward
(Where?)
In your
(In yo' face)

For a problem manager
30% get my session ready, songs to the fuckin' president
I been spendin' my ASCAP, waitin' out there
Up with hit records on feet, in the fuckin'

Through merry-go-rounds, past circus
Then flop first, and now it's time that you work this
my ass, we pass on acts if you think they good
Niggaz ain't platinum, album still, went barely wood

I bring your [Incomprehensible] down, samples now you have to it
Niggaz talkin' shit like records, I ain't tryin' to hear it
if I'm deaf no mouth, one fuckin' ear left
You think they worth investments, hold your fuckin'

You as well bite Kane, Rakim, study G. Rap
I got some new shit, mental secrets for yo' ass
Let me get real, that ass breach that contract
I got witnesses watchin', over budget

Don't try to hide behind that mask now
the pistols away, and hide the shit in the grass now

I get personal direct straight, I bring it
(Where?)
In face
(In yo' face)

I get direct straight, I bring it forward
(Where?)
In face
(In yo' face)

I get personal straight, I bring it forward
(Where?)
In your
(In yo' face)

I'm sittin' quiet tons of threats, and Baskin-Rob
Extortion is over, I cock back, you your fuckin' job
Two years of my time is precious in my mind
With child support, I drag coffins in the court

We even-steven, fuck that, my time and is short
I've been songs, I'm calm, I'm a good sport
One year has gone by, with techs jam up in eye
I'm on some clever shit, it man, go 'head lie

I wake up six o'clock triggers cocked every morning
I'm no joke, you're bound to the fragrant gun smoke
I'll be halls, wipin' blood off the office walls

I get personal direct straight, I bring it
(Where?)
In your
(In yo' face)

I get personal direct straight, I it forward
(Where?)
In face
(In yo' face)

I get personal direct straight, I bring it
(Where?)
In face
(In yo' face)

I get personal straight, I bring it forward
(Where?)
In face
(In yo' face)

Yeah, yeah, let's get fuckin' hit records goin' right now
East coast to coast, I don't give a fuck
His is wack, their shit is wack
That shit is wack over there, nuttin' fuckin' movin'
Get some fuckin' bullets on the fuckin
Fuck that, do this
(Y'all ready)