Luyện nghe bài hát Lie, Cheat, Steal

[Verse 1:
from the loosie drift
Hold it a crucifix
Blow from the nose I'm a to a gnome
Got a average of bein' the median just dope
Like the of heroin to laxative that's sold
Authorities have spoken, demanded your pure
Get magnetized to the ground while the falcons of murder in
I chose to go guano, y'all know, bat shit
The bright lights of fuckery in me automatic
tea bag a piranha tank, heart barely beatin'
A wild one who'll swim like directly he's eaten
While holding a toaster oven that's with a fork in it
Cause death by electrocution's like life in New York, it?
Shoulda been a dentist, mom it
Pain's the way my craft expresses
Born in a little shop of horrors that I even afford to rent in
the exit?
Wanna talk shop I can chop it up with exacto touch, the rush?
skin flaps, tag em up
I don't brag you de facto suck
A you new to the El Producto milieu
Kinda "fuck is you?"
I'm a black spot on a sun of lies
But I'm not too high to say I'm the
I the booth to catch blood like a Bateman
Nothing sacred mace a play pen
Jewel runner bitch make the stick
Not for but I'm takin payments

[Hook: Mike]
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
(Everybody it)
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
doin' it
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
(Everybody it)
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win

[Verse 2: Mike]
I'm fly as a pegasus, that's no
I'm here to pain the whole game, the Excedrin
Good pussy, good marijuana be my medicine
And I'm a of MJG and the Weathermen
A bangin' on my adversaries
And I Dr. King but violence might be necessary
Cause when you live on MLK and it gets scary
You might to pull your AK, send one to the cemetery
We overworked, underpaid, and we
love us, they love us (why?)
Because we feed the
You made it or just became a prisoner of privilege?
You willing to share information that you've been given?
who really run this?
Like who really run man that say he run this?
Who who really run man that say he run this, run run run run this?
Like who really fund
who really fund who say he fund this?
Like who in the gon' tell Donald Sterl who to put on the "you can't come" list?
Now don't be
Who the gon' bully me if I got a billi?
If I got a billi and the bitch me I'm like who cares
What I wouldn't be is on TV ta-ta-talkin' scared
So the is when Don's at home with that traitor ass bitch alone
Who's that voice on the side of the phone shakes and rattles his bones?
Could it be the man behind the man behind the man behind the

Everybody it
Everybody it
doin' it