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 then shrimps, it's whores and pimps (pimps)
The difference in our crimes, yours
Attempt burglary, attempt theft you begun
I'm Grand Theft Auto, here, Larceny, Conspiracy
Murder one, electric chair I deserve the fun
But I get the dough, shit I might one
Now I alotta styles, some see
But listen, stop it it's a done dee
I come to ya block, stop and style it's 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, shit you talk don't move me nadda
The dudes the Qs be proper
Uzi pop, you and choppers
It's truly lava, who we prosper
The a bitch, who we gotta
The shoes, Louie products, Blah Blah
Santana, Zeek the popper
We the shotta!
But it's rude boys and rosters
When they trendin' all the girls, excuse me
I my homie could watch me
Live happy days Tony and Chachi
I lonely and cocky
(DICE!!!)
Rollin' and 'em
Cars, the repo are 'em
Acts black, we totally 'em
Even blood, he totaled it
his life, he totally totaled it
But any I get I totally open 'em
Brain in they legs, coke and the in 'em

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

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, I push weight, plus I push tapes
God I'm starvin' and I just ate
I say I'm meano with +Tha Carter+
I'm like the plant in +Little Shop Of Horrors+
But I don't say Me Seymour
I say Feed me Dame, me Leeyor (Billions!)
Epic, they to feed me detours (Pfft!)
Roc-A-Fella, they me C-4
The way I blow up, the VS 4
You I'm GS4
You in a Lexus, I'm gon' stream
Up in the sky on the Gulf tour
You want beef? start a Gulf Stream war
Lay ya ass down on Green Floor
We playin' Golf in the 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 when any day Techs could blow
Hit 'em from to toe, When I come deck ya hoe
Killa! Bitch!