Luyện nghe bài hát Investigative Reports

Rugged rhymsters, crooked
Dime droppers,
Backstabbers, low
cocaine growers
Starvation,
Anxiety, trying me
Gun slingers, ringers

Yo, my slang's out of this
Mix collaboration man, little man and his
Way of life got me thinking, I'm analyzing young
Youths on roofs, you know, time felony brutes
together, tropical trees puff, whatever
Yo we could go run up on, for leathers
What drug? Faculties keys for G's
Cream like seven seas, hit chicks Guyanese
Word up, hold head before you fall out
The route, the devil want that
Let's get my locked all out
Change for better, be my only vendetta
With life, your seed right, he's breathing indeed right
Chef, remarkable, sparkable, raps and gats
Never get jacked, see ya move black
Paradise trife, with much ice
Getting nice, laying back, all my life
up!

Crack patients, smokers
Vial carriers, mocha
buildings, brothers building
Save the children, reports!

all cars, calling all cars! Ghetto
Psychos, armed and dangerous, mad scars on those
Who are bound, gagged and shot when they blast the spot
Victims took off astronauts
Get with this, even your can't
Come on down, you're the contestant!
Get your pockets dug all your Chemical Bank ends
him at the red light on Putnam Avenue and Franklin
They used to up the cipher with a shot that was hyper
your average JFK sniper
He just came home from
Rolling like Kaufman, and that ass out like carpet
Stop the stuttering boy, save complaints for the
Then praise the God - POW!
release shots and premeditate to grab
And then they jet to the lab
And then in Shaolin, an endangered island
shorties lose blood by the gallons

Crack patients, dime
Vial carriers, mocha
Burnt buildings, brothers
the children, investigative reports!

Yo, I grab the pen for and let loose, see
Like Muslims, standing on the block, rocking a
The hundred-dollar kick kid's back for more
Starting gold wars, black Reeboks and Velours
way of life, living villain
Packed with visions,
Throwing bread to pigeons, has risen
King Elegant, slang master, jack expensive hats
In sixty-nine, old timers that brothers shot craps
The baggy Guess jeans, pull strings off in Palm Springs
I'm locked in the bing, Rocky ring labelled rap
The corner emperor - the golden thieves play the
Rednecks be hanging big niggas down in
Back in Now-Y, hit the bull's eye with nines
Life is Tarzan, swinging from a thin vine
Shatter dreams, then mirrors don't a press spirals
Aim at the shadows with big barrels
Of Moet-ers, the bald headers, and Armarettas
Who fear none, crushing all vendettas, yo
use guns while we angrily shot arrows
You better keep eye on the sparrow

rhymsters, crooked crimesters
Dime droppers,
Backstabbers, low
Illegal growers
Starvation,
Anxiety, trying me
Gun slingers, dead

Investigative