Luyện nghe bài hát Let Him Have It

I never my ass home, I always thought that I was grown
In the traffic I was you see my head was made of stone
Got a problem with me? Then feel muthafucka

be talkin' under yo breath
'Cuz that be the cause of your death
'Cuz I'ma quick to stop a in his tracks main
So let's get this out in the open

I used to like to go from the shoulders get 'em up, one on
Now it's a whole different ball niggas that carry guns
A sucka kill you first and you will be layin' in the hurst
Takin' a deep ass sleep it wasn't worth

Provin' you wasn't a punk, niggas want to thump
just want to funk and shot up a niggas trunk
I met a bitch last week at the Room
Bought her a and said, "Whats up on the telly room?"

Just then I felt some kickin' in
her X-boyfriend who had just got out the pen
Muthafuckas get to baulkin' when the talkin'
Drunk muthafucka on my toe and kept on walkin'
I said, "What's up with ya potna, say me or somethin'"
He around looked at me and started mean muggin'

I guess he thought he fear until I said
"Nigga you know I'll have you touchin' everything in here"
He went for his pistol and didn't know I was
Dag nab it, I had to let him it

type of nigga did he think you was E?
I know he didn't think you were some kind of peanut or somethin'
He must of been retarded to the fact that you get a thrill out of
Now tell me somethin' why do muthafuckas
Till that nigga commits to realize
That a hillbilly is the wrong type of nigga to fuck with?

E do you feel me? Yeah, I ya sahob
Well, let's take it to the next page
Oh, you mean that part the dungeon? You know

The next morning, I'm in the dungeon-wonderin'
I be dissed, nope I did it in self defense
I wasn't twisted, I hadn't even yet
It to fast before someone could stop me

I wish I had some dank
While I wait out these 24 more hours I plead
Freedom I'm gonna ya
(I wish I had dice)
Made me some dice out of some water and toilet

Now this the part fucked up
I walks into the dayroom manner room the fuck
I never thought I would straight make, ah
The page of the newspaper

Shut up a do wop, up a do wop
Man they 'bout to me up state, ah
Talking that shit about me a muthafuckin' faggot
I make a shank outta plastic and let a nigga it

That's what's goin' down
'Cuz when a down for the count
You be about it or be without it
'Cuz what a muthafucka once me see a mark sleep
Leave him sleep in the middle of the
If you can't stand the heat stay up out the

Now I'm still in the county's
this funky ass 187 case
Shoot me a kite a good way to mingle
I'll be in this bitch eatin' shit on the shingle

big as a house- bulkin' up
400 club waiting for the Mercedes deep it up
My dream true after almost 2 years of incareration
Now I'm out drinkin' havin' fun with my folks
Lovin' everybody gettin' twisted and crackin'

Huggin' anybody
I missed every in my click and I ain't lyin'
We bones out to a
I'm on but what can I say

I can't let 'em know I'm
I roast bitches but I'm not a peanut
Now I'm at the party, thought I
Dancin' the dead niggas fine ass cousin

I wonder if she my, my, my
The bitch been lovin' me ever Hogan High
She had some hard ass that wasn't wit it
They went out they way to make sure that I get it

But now is for kids silly rabbit
I had to let 'em have, muthafucka,

Muthafucka,