Luyện nghe bài hát Leave You Alone

I gotta leave, you alone
I could
I gotta leave the hood alone eventually
I don't

Leave the hood, I would but it got Cam
When Mikey get that butter or them damn biscuits?
Mother getting high, she so damn gifted
she got no legs though, she can't kick it

We kick it, my man dig it, I Van Wick it
Wicked wiggle, the man wicked, rap was Cam's
But it backfired, air in the back
Get for crack buyers, rap liars and trap wires

Thinking I'm awry, we I'm raunchy
"Menace II Society", think about Chauncey
The snitch factor, now it's a big
Shit, life's a bitch watch ya shit for you pitch

Get dada, Michelle home from school, her man slapped her
scratched her, shot in the air, yeah, kids scattered
'Cause she a fraternity, the bitch "Kappa"
He ain't like it, kidnapped her, in the hood, bitch

Now, Rich not, she could of met a cracker
She get high, worked at McDees, they big her
They'll train the fighters, Titus arthritis
they train the buyers, we the cleanest can't indict us

He beat them cases up like Mike '86
That's why it's like I got a license for these 80
Crib, tried to raid the shit, agents on hater shit
60k to rob the kid, them cases made 'em stick

Yo, I can promise this, you dealing a Communist
That'll pull the trigger on any nigga who bomb a
My accomplices, they remain
And gon stay there, I swear, I'm what honest is

you thought I quit like Tom Donnovich
Conglomerate, treat you Ramadan honor it
Y'all won't eat, I'm unloading a and pasta
imposters, imposing my posture, I gotcha

Mobsters with choppers, "dado"
Chicks duct tape 'em, turn 'em over butt 'em
Grams cut, shave 'em, Cam cut, shave it
But bust on her hushes, like a Wes Craven

That's the hustle, I'm old school, you must 'em
Whatever love hate 'em, do, touch, play 'em
Degrade 'em? slick, fuck it your all sick
Lay you in dog shit, look you, hork spit

Beef on block, right where his homeys walk
Homey we bodies drop, then skate like Tony Hawk
short paper, play a O for very long
"Fourth of July", M80's, bombs

They'll the slugs
Sent his friends for them ends, had 'em like the Benz
His eyes was bugged, watch the don you
But for 4500, I will John Doe you, ya moms won't know you,