Luyện nghe bài hát Intro (After Taxes)

Hey yo B.G., pass my drink my
We gon' try one more time
I'm motherfuckers, get the mac muh'fuckers
it out the trunk, clack clack muh'fuckers
I told y'all to "Walk Witt Me," dropped somethin on it
And I ain't put no one but my motherfuckin on it (D-Block)
No R&B, I have no muh'fuckin chick on it
These other niggaz songs, jail niggaz beat they on it
Now I got a guests; friends, got a couple less
I don't give a fuck, my bullets through a couple vests
This ain't you TV, I'm DVD bitch
What I'm sayin is ain't no
I came to shit out, drive by or get out
Got a lil' money but, I'm to bein without
So act like I won't put your face on the side of
Then your Bass right off your little designer waist
Can beat you the hands, but I'm packin just in case
Dice game, niggaz sweatin, that I ace
Real fuck with me, thank you if you stuck with me
Now the whole hood, screamin out a nigga
D-B,
Still got the right next to the instant replay
I let you get to know me, now this one here
I'ma let you bitches get to blow me, talk to 'em
bein humble, and fuck the sophomore jinx
I around since the Benjamins was in the Tunnel
It ain't changed, I seen niggaz turn Bryant
After that, I wild out and didn't fumble
I even threw two up like I was in the jungle
You now board, flight number 3-5-4
class hip-hop, and we landin in hardcore
The niggaz pray to they God for
Y'all niggaz it yourself
But if you soft and don't do dirt, this music be bad for your health
Whattup?