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 free

Don't be talkin' yo breath
'Cuz might be the cause of your death
'Cuz I'ma quick to stop a in his tracks main
So let's get shit 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 game that carry guns
A sucka kill you first and you will be layin' in the hurst
a deep ass sleep knowin' it wasn't worth

Provin' you a punk, niggas don't want 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?"

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

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

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

E do you feel me? Yeah, I ya sahob
Well, let's take it to the next page
Oh, you mean that about 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 happened to fast before could stop me

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

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

up a do wop, shut up a do wop
Man 'bout to send me up state, ah
Talking that about makin' me a muthafuckin' faggot
I a shank outta plastic and let a nigga have it

That's really goin' down
'Cuz a muthafuckas down for the count
You be about it or be without it
'Cuz a muthafucka once told me see a mark sleep
Leave him in the middle of the street
If you stand the heat stay up out the kitchen

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

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

Huggin' anybody
I missed every nigga in my click and I 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 damn
Now I'm at the party, I wasn't
with the dead niggas fine ass cousin

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

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

Muthafucka,