Luyện nghe bài hát Layin In The Cut

Shady Cashis, King classic
go!

(Verse 1)
Im sittin back thinkin drinking, Im and barely breathing
Im spillin on the seats of my old black Lincoln
Im ridin with a heat, off a and no speakin
My best is three, they say Em, Im not beating
My mind is on the street, Marciano be call me
The penetentary, and my cause Im falling
My part of history is to follow the calling
But mess with me, till they all on the floor crawling
Im poppin with no warning, Im hotter than global
Im flooding the block with coke, knowing you all it
This life I was in homie, Im ready and able
To a bullet or a plaque, for the name of my label
Im daily prayin to Proof, he know Im telling the
That I King Mathers the way that he do
Your legacy never through, we be ridin for you
And if you niggaz out there want them problems then move

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

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

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

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

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

Mathers and Cashis
Look what the just happened.