Luyện nghe bài hát It's Like That

yea
ludacris in this mutha
what up disturbin tha peace god damnit we just gettin started
mix style goes like this
here
now ludacris out the gate and damnit its season
when you shot remember everything for a reason
and you never hit it
thats why i'm snatchin your
she me mr. drummin
cuz strokes rule the world
i got a thirst for and an appetite for drama
or appetite for destruction and a for your mama
either way I keep it goin til thing is empty
been nice mike tyson punched soda popinsky
chicks keep stung cuz they all in my swarm
plus I step in they dorm they get more tears norm
its the world needs more lesbians
and drunk drivers to hit drunk pedestrians
they walk around here with two feet
a warm milk and a cold put your ass to sleep
how many streets steal no matter how it seems
long as I got on my bullet proof lee jeans

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

kweli and crips niggas never no shit like this
i got your feelin moist
you comin softer than the ad in the of the village voice
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
maybe and maybe not
niggas like the guy 80 glock
im watching i love the 80s

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

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

it be somethin that you can't pry from me
shut out the eye 20s see my rhymes money
rollin with akmed and durba swervin the streets
we're zoolo shana and luda disturbin tha peace
i the beat
im the nightmare that recur in sleep
a in the flesh like the wafer that the nun got converted to eat
the lamb of god herded the sheep
a whole flock of __ do you believe

yo wats its the kid kain
ya my nigga
my homeboy my dawg my from another mother
talib
and is how we do man
it or love it
guess who than i
d dies red and black lumber 45 in his levis
he has his knees
i watch e rise
put LA on nomatic but they ain't nas
was 96 in the g __
told me they gon start writin rhymes after BIG died
eyes puffy some niggas sayin me
cuz im from the im fresh and i idolize dougie
now NY love me still niggas hate
im embraced by 50 and the westside love me
told dre im the nigga to chase
and it been that way since the beef jigga and mase
in my chuck taylors red with the fat laces
ten desert eagle with the hollow tip laces
fresh tee yellow rocks in my necklace
gangsters drink 40 ounces for breakfast
i eat fat burgers times a day
so fuck you if you dont the red paint on my 6 straight
i was in the hood, i be who i be
and me and is like mack 10 and dub c