Luyện nghe bài hát Let Him Have It

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

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

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

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

then I felt some trouble kickin' in
Spotted her who had just got out the pen
Muthafuckas get to baulkin' when the liquors
Drunk muthafucka step on my toe and on walkin'
I said, "What's up with ya potna, say me or somethin'"
He turned around looked at me and mean muggin'

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

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

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

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

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

Now the part that's fucked up
I walks into the dayroom room what the fuck
I thought that I would straight make, ah
The front of the newspaper

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

That's really goin' down
when a muthafuckas 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 of the street
If you can't stand the stay up out the kitchen

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

Gettin' big as a house- up
400 club waiting for the deep roll it up
My came true after almost 2 years of incareration
Now I'm out drinkin' brew havin' fun my folks
Lovin' gettin' twisted and crackin' jokes

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

I can't let 'em I'm stuck
I roast bitches but I'm not a damn
Now I'm at the party, I wasn't
Dancin' with the dead niggas ass cousin

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

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

Muthafucka,