Luyện nghe bài hát Layin In The Cut

Shady Cashis, King Mathers
go!

(Verse 1)
Im back thinkin drinking, Im loaded and barely breathing
Im spillin on the seats of my old skool Lincoln
Im ridin with a heat, off a pill and no
My best is level three, they say Em, Im not
My mind is on the street, be tryna call me
The penetentary, and my future cause Im
My of history is to follow the Lords calling
But mess with me, till they all on the floor crawling
Im poppin no warning, Im hotter than global warming
Im flooding the block with coke, you all want it
This I was born in homie, Im ready and able
To take a bullet or a plaque, for the name of my
Im prayin to Proof, he know Im telling the truth
I love King Mathers the way that he do
Your never through, cause we be ridin for you
And if you niggaz out there really want them problems move

(Hook x2)
I be layin in the cut, cut
wanna come and say whats up, yup
They know I always keep a blunt, plus
I got a soldier and he wanna dump, punk

(Verse 2)
Im poppin a zannie to me humble, my family
If Im sleep, aint gotta deal with my constant insanity
Im the sheek is it vanity, I and hit guaranteed
Your bitch wanna with me, Im always addressin these
Niggaz be testin me, so the law be me
But I bail out fast, an hour of questioning
You dont who I be, you aint seen MTV
on BET, Im who you wanna be
Im sittin here in the D, with Rugers and the beams
The Capo and Cashis, forever remain a G
Boss of the BBG, Pac Man RIP, I live it, I it
I change it, this is me
Im tryna get out the street, and be in the
But yall perpetrators, you gangsta pretend-to-bes
Im off of Ritalin, ecstasy and Hennessy
Im a motherfuckin problem, you kinda me

(Hook x2)
I be in the motherfuckin cut, cut
Everybody wanna come and say up, yup
They know I always keep a blunt, plus
I got a semi soldier and he dump, punk

(Verse 3)
I dont wanna go back, you wanna know that
Pain when I aim and whole head go flat
I dont wanna go back, you dont wanna know
Pain when I aim and your whole head go
My patience is wearing thin, Im taking this
Now Im bout to be the nigga that nobody again
Niggaz in the studio dont wanna come with him
you know when you hear me flow, Im writing like Eminem
Was putting his life on my pen, you write it again
Im dro in the wind, you can hear my first verse
I know Im a win, you niggaz is feminine
Im good in any hood, the Chucks to the Timberlands
A venomous lyricist, who be it period.
Runnin circles of riddles, now Im you idiots
Its hard to survive, in this game of
But I got supply, bring the millions in

(Hook x2)
I be in the motherfuckin cut, cut
Everybody wanna come and say up, yup
They know I always keep a motherfuckin blunt,
I got a semi soldier and he dump, punk

King Mathers and
Look the fuck just happened.