Luyện nghe bài hát Lie, Cheat, Steal

[Verse 1:
from the loosie drift
Hold it a crucifix
Blow the nose I'm a dragon to a gnome
Got a average of excellent the median just dope
the ratio of heroin to laxative that's sold
Authorities have spoken, demanded your devotion
Get magnetized to the ground while the falcons of murder in
I chose to go guano, know, kinda bat shit
The lights of fuckery stuck in me automatic
tea bag a piranha tank, heart barely beatin'
A wild one who'll swim directly after he's eaten
While holding a toaster oven that's plugged a fork in it
Cause death by electrocution's like life in New York, it?
Shoulda a dentist, mom said it
Pain's the way that my 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, whats the
skin flaps, tag em up
I don't brag enough you de suck
A lotta you new to the El Producto
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 line the to catch blood like a Bateman
Nothing sacred mace a play pen
runner bitch make the name stick
Not for sale but I'm 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

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

Everybody it
doin' it
Everybody it