Luyện nghe bài hát Leave Me Alone Pt2

BITCH! Uh!
Killa! Uh!
Bitch!
The Union(Uh huh!)
Harlem! Killa!
(Leave me alone.....I just to live my life)
2!

1]
I be Move........Get out the way
I move bricks, get out the yay
And 2 clips, I get out the play (man!)
Fo a few chips, I get out n' (Bla-kow!)
It's more then shrimps, it's and pimps (pimps)
The in our crimes, yours attempts
burglary, attempt theft you just begun
I'm Grand Theft Auto, here, Larceny, Conspiracy
Murder one, chair I don't deserve the fun
But I get the dough, shit I splurger one
Now I know styles, some see
But listen, stop it it's a done dee
I come to ya block, and style it's that one vee
Gators straight from +Crocodile
No rubber sold, bastard
Fitted, Legitted, Classic+
Killa! Uh!
(Leave me alone.....I just to live my life)
Uh, That shit you don't move me nadda
The dudes with the Qs be
Uzi pop, you news and
It's lava, who knew we prosper
The a bitch, who we gotta
The shoes, products, Groupie Blah Blah
Santana, Zeek the popper
We the shotta!
But it's rude boys and rosters
When they trendin' all the girls, me shoppa
I my homie could watch me
Live happy like Tony and Chachi
I stay lonely and
(DICE!!!)
and rollin' 'em
Cars, the repo are 'em
Acts black, we totally 'em
Even blood, he totally it
his life, he totally totaled it
But any I get I totally open 'em
Brain in legs, coke and the dope in 'em

Killa!
Talkin' (Yo!), Smokin' Dust (Whoa!)
with us? (No! No! No!)
Get ya head
Get ya head
Fuck around dawg, get ya bust
He fly (Yo!), I wonder why (Whoa!)
with us? (No! No! No!)
Get ya bust
Get ya bust
Fuck around dawg, get ya head

2]
Killa! Yo uh..
(Leave me alone....I just to live my life)
I spend days on
with Lewinskies
But I'm the like the Ice Man, Kiplenski
I on New York, power my fort
Dips, by the sun, ? York
Doggie, 'cause I weight, plus I push tapes
God I'm starvin' and I just ate
I wouldn't say I'm with +Tha Carter+
I'm more like the plant in +Little Shop Of
But I don't say Feed Me
I say Feed me Dame, me Leeyor (Billions!)
Epic, they to feed me detours (Pfft!)
Roc-A-Fella, feed me C-4
The way I up, the VS Gizz 4
You I'm GS4
You in a Lexus, I'm stream forward
Up in the sky on the Gulf Stream
You beef? We'll start a Gulf Stream war
Lay ya ass on God's Green Floor
We Golf in the Gulf Of New Mexico
Tha to be the boss, you gotta respect it, ho
My gas game you respect it tho
I to god you think I'm workin' for +Texaco+
And ya know when any day Techs could blow
Hit 'em from head to toe, I come deck ya hoe
Killa! Bitch!