Luyện nghe bài hát Layin In The Cut

Shady Cashis, Mathers classic
go!

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

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

(Verse 2)
Im poppin a zannie to me humble, my family
If Im sleep, they gotta deal with my constant insanity
Im the sheek is it vanity, I walk and hit
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 know who I be, you aint seen MTV
on BET, Im who you wanna be
Im sittin here in the D, Rugers and the nickel beams
The Capo and Shady Cashis, forever a G
of the BBG, Pac Man RIP, I live it, I spit 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 this Ritalin, and Hennessy
Im a motherfuckin problem, you kinda me

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

(Verse 3)
I dont go back, you dont wanna know that
when I aim and your whole head go flat
I dont wanna go back, you dont wanna 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 nobody like again
Niggaz in the dont wanna come write with him
Cause you know when you hear me flow, Im writing like
Was putting his life on my pen, you write it again
Im blowin dro in the wind, you can hear my verse
I Im still a win, you niggaz is feminine
Im good in any hood, from the Chucks to the
A venomous lyricist, who be it period.
Runnin of riddles, now Im surrounding you idiots
Its hard to survive, in this game of
But I got supply, thatll bring the in

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

King and Cashis
Look what the just happened.