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 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 whores and (pimps)
The difference in our crimes, yours
Attempt burglary, attempt you just begun
I'm Grand Auto, rackets here, Larceny, Conspiracy
one, electric chair I don't deserve the fun
But I get the dough, shit I might one
Now I know styles, some see
But listen, stop it child it's a dee
I come to ya block, stop and it's that one vee
Gators straight +Crocodile Dundee+
No rubber sold, bastard
Fitted, Legitted, Classic+
Killa! Uh!
(Leave me alone.....I just to live my life)
Uh, shit you talk don't move me nadda
The with the Qs be proper
Uzi pop, you news and
truly lava, who knew we prosper
The game's a bitch, who we
The shoes, Louie products, Groupie Blah
Santana, the koofie popper
We the shotta!
But it's rude boys and rosters
When they trendin' all the girls, excuse me
I wish my could watch me
Live happy days Tony and Chachi
I stay and cocky
(DICE!!!)
Rollin' and 'em
Cars, the are towin' 'em
Acts black, we totally 'em
blood, he totally totaled it
Plus his life, he totally it
But any girl I get I open 'em
Brain in they legs, and the dope in 'em

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

2]
Killa! Yo uh..
(Leave me alone....I just like to my life)
I days on kawasakis
Nights Lewinskies
But I'm the like the Ice Man, Michael
I on New York, power my fort
Dips, consorted by the sun, ?
Doggie, I push weight, plus I push tapes
God damn I'm starvin' and I ate
I wouldn't say I'm meano +Tha Carter+
I'm more the plant in +Little Shop Of Horrors+
But I don't say Feed Me
I say Feed me Dame, 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 gon' forward
Up in the sky on the Gulf Stream
You want beef? We'll start a Gulf war
Lay ya ass on God's Green Floor
We playin' Golf in the Gulf Of New
Tha Cost to be the boss, you respect it, ho
My gas game you gotta it tho
I swear to god you think I'm workin' for
And ya section know when any day Techs blow
Hit 'em from head to toe, When I deck ya hoe
Killa! Bitch!