Luyện nghe bài hát Lie, Cheat, Steal

[Verse 1:
Smoke from the loosie
it like a crucifix
Blow the nose I'm a dragon to a gnome
Got a average of bein' excellent the median dope
Like the ratio of heroin to laxative sold
Authorities have spoken, demanded your devotion
Get to the ground while the falcons of murder close in
I to go guano, y'all know, kinda bat shit
The bright lights of fuckery in me automatic
I'll tea bag a piranha tank, heart barely
A wild one who'll swim like directly after 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 that my craft
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 enough you de suck
A lotta you new to the El milieu
like "fuck is you?"
I'm a little spot on a sun of lies
But I'm not too to say I'm the truth
I the booth to catch blood like a Bateman
Nothing sacred I'll a play pen
Jewel runner make the name stick
Not for but I'm takin payments

[Hook: Killer
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: Killer
I'm fly as a pegasus, that's no
I'm here to pain the game, where the Excedrin
Good pussy, good that be my medicine
And I'm a mixture of MJG and the
A revolutionary on my adversaries
And I love Dr. King but violence might be
Cause when you on MLK and it gets very scary
You might have to pull your AK, one to the cemetery
We overworked, underpaid, and we
They us, they love us (why?)
Because we feed the
You really made it or just became a of privilege?
You willing to share that information that been given?
who really run this?
Like who really run that man say he run this?
Who who really run that man say he run this, run run run run this?
who really fund this?
Like who really fund who say he fund
who in the world gon' tell Donald Sterl who to put on the "you can't come" list?
Now be silly
Who the gon' bully me if I got a billi?
If I got a billi and the bitch recording me I'm like who
What I be is on TV stutterin' ta-ta-talkin' scared
So the question is when Don's at home with that ass bitch alone
Who's that voice on the of the phone that shakes and rattles his bones?
Could it be the man the man behind the man behind the throne?

Everybody it
doin' it
Everybody it