Luyện nghe bài hát Loose Change

These ass niggas,
Ay yo Buck, to mother,
Yo they had Malcom silenced too long baby,
can't fuckin hold me down nigga,
What the fuck these thought,
the I-N-C nigga, it's murder,
M-I-B nigga, Inc. Bosses, motherfuckers,
Ja Rule,
Ay yo Buck, turn this up in my motherfuckin headphones,
Turn me up niggas, fuck these faggots,
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 many niggas hold they like Rule?
Sidearm, barrel ta ta blow ya head out through tha south,
An' let 'Lil J get ta ya out.
An' if there's any change left I toss ya on ta tha west,
An' let (westside!!) tha road ride on ya
California, love is what ya so on ya grave
it's gon' read: "Here lie Fifty, who on many.
That a dolla, that nickel, them dimes, an' died like penny."
An' Murda Inc. will send they deepest condolences and
ta Aftermath, ta Shady, and Jimmy Iovine,
Ya ya team they really some pee-ons, gettin' peed on,
an' on.
I'm talkin' 'bout ass gay Dre young,
an' told me all about how ya used ta take transvestites home,
an' occasionally thongs.
No wonda Feminem be dressin' in pumps an' tight 'lil dresses,
my pumps, they big messes...
An' I know tha Hurts' when I bus' records,
of da sexes, is dat a woman or a man?
I really don't care ta stand but Fifty you gon' get again
by the M-U-R-E-D-R, INC! I'm tha rappa sings,
totes guns an' blades. An' these Fed's discuss 'em
cause while he violatin' ?? cryin' bitch to like:
They shootin'...ahh ya shook an' got Bus' rhymin' tha same ol' hook.
Like, shootin'...I ain't shoot up ya land,
I'd a put ya in tha van.
Like my J *muah*
Tha will be tha ghetto car when I clap at ya garage.
An' Em, whats tha du-rag
You neva have braids, you'll never know black pain
but you can become tha white rappa slain.
Jus' get yo mayn, tha INC is runnin' thangs,
wit 'Loose Change'.
An' you nigga Ima you ta mommy...
wit strict ordas from Gotti ta tha body.
An' Dre, ya comin' too 'cause I got a team of misfits thats quiet
an' they business, Cause....
IM SHOOTIN'...at all niggas,
an' 'Lil Mo you one of dem bitches
that ain't had a hot in how long? NEVA!
Ya betta off wit a in ya mouth, shutup!!
Em ya claim ya mother's a crackhead and Kim is a slut,
so what's gon' be when she grows up?

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