Luyện nghe bài hát Let Him Have It

I stayed 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 free muthafucka

Don't be talkin' under yo
that might be the cause of your death
'Cuz I'ma quick to stop a nigga in his main
So let's get this out in the open

I used to like to go 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 want to
just want to funk and shot up a niggas trunk
I met a bitch week at the Orgen Room
her a drink and said, "Whats up on the telly room?"

Just then I some trouble kickin' in
her X-boyfriend who had just got out the pen
Muthafuckas get to baulkin' 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 he thought he pumped fear until I said
"Nigga don't you know I'll 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

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

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

The next morning, I'm sittin' in the
Should I be dissed, I did it in self defense
I twisted, I hadn't even started yet
It happened to fast before someone stop me

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

Now the part that's fucked up
I walks into the dayroom manner what the fuck
I never thought that I would make, ah
The front of the newspaper

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

what's really goin' down
'Cuz a muthafuckas down for the count
You gotta be about it or be it
'Cuz what a once told me see a mark sleep
Leave him in the middle of the street
If you can't stand the heat up out the kitchen

Now I'm still in the face
Fighting this ass 187 case
Shoot me a 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 waiting for the Mercedes deep roll it up
My dream came true almost 2 years of incareration
Now I'm out drinkin' havin' fun with my folks
Lovin' everybody gettin' twisted and crackin'

Huggin' cryin'
I every nigga in my click and I ain't lyin'
We out to a party
I'm on but what can I say

I let 'em know I'm stuck
I roast but I'm not a damn peanut
Now I'm at the party, I wasn't
Dancin' the dead niggas fine ass cousin

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

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

Muthafucka,