Luyện nghe bài hát It's Like That

yea
ludacris in mutha fucka
what up talib disturbin tha peace god we just gettin started
mix tape style goes this
look
now ludacris out the gate and damnit its huntin
you shot remember everything happens for a reason
and you hit it right
thats why i'm your girl
she me mr. drummin
cuz different rule the world
i got a thirst for knowledge and an for drama
or appetite for destruction and a thirst for mama
either way I keep it goin til thing is empty
been nice since mike tyson punched popinsky
chicks keep gettin stung cuz all in my swarm
plus I step in they they get more tears than norm
its 2004 the world needs more
and more drunk drivers to hit drunk
they walk around with two left feet
a warm milk and a cold put your ass to sleep
how many steal no matter how ugly it seems
as I got on my bullet proof buddy lee jeans

yea, its like
its like
its that
its like
fucka!

kweli and crips niggas never heard no like this
i got your feelin moist
you comin softer than the ad in the back of the village
you still a toy, the cops is a boy
they tryin to get me to vote by sayin the lesser of two is still a choice
well maybe and not
niggas rhymin the guy 80 glock
im watching i love the 80s

picture the ocean with the view
my flow the iceberg the titanic ran into

rock like suicide vicitims red flannel
why your rhymes sound like they was written for channel
we used to drive to 50 and hear 50 flows
now every city sames songs its just again pimps and hos
and the kids think the key to down in the game
is to the hot nigga and start soundin the same
now you tryin to be heard but your shouts in
cuz you drowned out by the buzz surroundin my name

it might be somethin that you can't pry me
shut out the eye 20s see my rhymes good
we're rollin with akmed and swervin the streets
we're shaka zoolo shana and luda tha peace
i murdered the
im the nightmare recur in your sleep
a word in the flesh the wafer that the nun got converted to eat
takin the of god herded the sheep
a whole flock of __ nigga do you

yo poppin its the kid kain
ya my nigga
my my dawg my brother from another mother
talib
and is how we do man
it or love it
guess who fresher i
d dies red and lumber jack 45 in his levis
he has his knees
i watch eazy e
put LA on nomatic but they beleive nas
was 96 in the g __
told me they gon believe start writin rhymes after BIG
eyes puffy some niggas sayin me
cuz im the west im fresh and i idolize dougie
now NY love me still wanna hate
im embraced by 50 and the westside love me
benz told dre im the to chase
and it been that way since the beef with and mase
in my chuck taylors red with the fat laces
ten khakis desert with the hollow tip laces
fresh white tee yellow in my necklace
real gangsters drink 40 ounces for
i eat fat burgers times a day
so fuck you if you dont like the red on my 6 straight
i was in the hood, i be who i be
and me and kweli is like 10 and dub c