Luyện nghe bài hát Leave You Alone

I gotta leave, you alone
Wish I
I leave the hood alone eventually right?
I know

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

We can't kick it, my man dig it, I Van it
Wicked wiggle, the man wicked, rap was ticket
But it backfired, air in the tires
Get ready for crack buyers, rap and trap wires

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

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

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

He beat them up like Mike Tyson '86
why it's like I got a license for these 80 bricks
Crib, tried to raid the shit, agents on hater shit
60k to rob the kid, them cases never made 'em

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

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

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

the hustle, I'm old school, you must page 'em
Whatever love hate 'em, won't do, touch, 'em
Degrade talk slick, fuck it your all sick
Lay you in dog shit, over you, hork spit

Beef on Bobby block, where his homeys walk
Homey we make bodies drop, then skate Tony Hawk
Over short paper, a O for very long
"Fourth of July", M80's, cherry

They'll disguise the
Sent his friends for them ends, they had 'em the Benz
His was bugged, watch the don poke you
But for 4500, I will John Doe you, ya won't know you, killa