Luyện nghe bài hát Leave Me Alone Pt2

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

1]
I be Move........Get out the way
I move bricks, get out the yay
And it's 2 clips, I get out the (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
Attempt burglary, attempt you just begun
I'm Grand Theft Auto, rackets here, Larceny,
Murder one, electric I don't deserve the fun
But I get the dough, shit I splurger one
Now I know alotta styles, see
But listen, stop it child a done dee
I come to ya block, stop and it's that one vee
Gators straight from Dundee+
No sold, hardwood bastard
Fitted, Legitted, Classic+
Killa! Uh!
(Leave me alone.....I like to live my life)
Uh, That shit you don't move me nadda
The dudes with the Qs be
Uzi pop, you and choppers
It's truly lava, who we prosper
The a bitch, who we gotta
The shoes, Louie products, Groupie Blah
Santana, Zeek the koofie
We the shotta!
But it's really boys and rosters
When they all the girls, excuse me shoppa
I my homie could watch me
happy days like Tony and Chachi
I stay lonely and
(DICE!!!)
Rollin' and 'em
Cars, the repo are 'em
Acts black, we total 'em
Even blood, he totaled it
his life, he totally totaled it
But any I get I totally open 'em
Brain in they legs, and the dope in 'em

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

2]
Killa! Yo uh..
(Leave me alone....I just like to my life)
I spend days on
with Lewinskies
But I'm the like the Ice Man, Michael
I style on New York, power my
Dips, by the sun, ? York
Doggie, 'cause I push weight, I push tapes
God I'm starvin' and I just ate
I wouldn't say I'm meano +Tha Carter+
I'm like the plant in +Little Shop Of Horrors+
But I don't say Feed Me
I say me Dame, Feed me Leeyor (Billions!)
Epic, used 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 tour
You want beef? We'll start a Gulf war
Lay ya ass on God's Green Floor
We playin' in the Gulf Of New Mexico
Tha to be the boss, you gotta respect it, ho
My gas you gotta respect it tho
I swear to god you I'm workin' for +Texaco+
And ya section know when any day could blow
Hit 'em from head to toe, When I come ya hoe
Killa! Bitch!