Luyện nghe bài hát Loose Change

These ass niggas,
Ay yo Buck, to mother,
Yo had young Malcom silenced too long baby,
They fuckin hold me down nigga,
the fuck these niggas thought,
It's the nigga, it's murder,
nigga, Murder Inc. Bosses, motherfuckers,
Ja Rule,
Ay yo Buck, turn shit up in my motherfuckin headphones,
Turn me up niggas, fuck faggots, haha
It's nigga, yeah, it's real nigga (ay yo, word ta motha)
(FUCK YOU LOOSE CHANGE, YOU FAGGOT!) (FEMINEM I'MA SLAP THE SHIT OUTTA YOU BITCH!)
INC NIGGAS!!!

How niggas hold they heat like Rule?
Sidearm, barrel ta ta blow ya head out through tha south,
An' let J get ta airin' ya out.
An' if there's any change left I ya on down ta tha west,
An' let (westside!!) tha ride down on ya
California, love is ya crave so on ya grave
it's gon' "Here lie Fifty, who snitched on many.
That a dolla, that nickel, them dimes, an' died like penny."
An' Murda Inc. will send they deepest and sympathies
ta Aftermath, ta Shady, and Jimmy Iovine,
Ya know ya team they some pee-ons, gettin' peed on,
an' on.
I'm talkin' faggot ass gay Dre young,
an' Suge told me all how ya used ta take transvestites home,
an' occasionally thongs.
No Feminem be cross dressin' in pumps an' tight 'lil dresses,
my pumps, leave big messes...
An' I know tha Hurts' when I bus' records,
Battle of da sexes, is dat a or a man?
I really don't ta stand but Fifty you gon' get shot again
by the M-U-R-E-D-R, INC! I'm tha rappa sings,
guns an' blades. An' these Fed's can't discuss 'em
cause while he ?? cryin' bitch to Russell like:
They shootin'...ahh makes ya shook an' got Bus' rhymin' tha ol' hook.
Like, shootin'...I ain't shoot up ya land,
I'd a put ya in tha van.
Like my nigga J
Tha will be tha ghetto car when I clap at ya garage.
An' Em, whats tha du-rag
You neva gon' have braids, you'll know black pain
but you can become tha white rappa slain.
get yo money mayn, tha INC is runnin' thangs,
hideout wit Change'.
An' you nigga Ima you ta mommy...
wit strict ordas Gotti ta hide tha body.
An' Dre, ya days comin' too 'cause I got a team of misfits quiet
an' they business, Cause....
IM SHOOTIN'...at all niggas,
an' Mo you jus' one of dem bitches
ain't had a hot song in how long? NEVA!
Ya betta off wit a in ya mouth, shutup!!
Em ya claim ya mother's a and Kim is a known slut,
so what's Hailie be when she grows up?

MURRRDAAA!! Yall know it is.
MURRRDAAA!! Yall know it be.
MURRRDAAA!! know what it is.
MURRRDAAA!! (BOOOOOM)