Luyện nghe bài hát Lost Boys

Howdy do mother fuckaz its Baby,
bitchin and I gotta tuck the cannon.
Listen close I got tape and rope,
I'll you missin like the fuckin O` bannons.
One on my money, on hand on my buddy,
That's the AK47 his neighborhood love me.
Bullets like birds you can hear them hummin,
let that bird shit, he got a weak stomach.
Niggaz know I'm sick I spit I vomit,
Got it?
One egg of the omelet.
Simon says, shoot a in his thigh and leg,
Then tell him up like mayonnaise, um.
I'm the nigga doin it,
Bet baby.
These niggaz dope, I'm wet crack baby, yes.
Get back get boy it's a set back,
ass niggaz slip and fall into a death trap.
Them pussy, born without a backbone,
And if you we can trade like the Dow Jones.
Wet him up, I he got his towel on,
I aim at the moon, and get my on.
Some cry wolf, I'm on that dry Cush,
And when it comes to that paper I books.
You what I said,
I can put you on your feet or put money on your head.
ain't cheap,
You're off dead.
If you pay the fee,
Shout out my fee.
See mother fucker at the door don't get a key,
You outside lookin in, so tell me you see.
Its money its bigger than me
I told my homies kill him bring the nigga to me, yea.
Don't miss, you fuckin the hit man,
Kidnap a nigga make him like a kid again.
Relax and take notes, while i take tokes of the marijuana
Throw you in a choke - gun smoke, gun
Biggie for mayor, the rap slayer
The layer - motherfucker say your prayers
Hail mary full of grace.. smack the bitch in the
Take her gucci bag and the face
Off her back, jab her if she act
Funny with the money oh you got me honey
I don't wanna rape ya, i just the paper
The visa, i'm out like, "the vapors"
Who's the one you mr. macho, the head honcho
Swift like camacho, i got so
style i should be down wit the stylistics
Make up to break up {*singing in background*} niggaz need to up
Smell the indonesia; you to a seizure
Then fuck moms, hit the skins til amnesia
She remember shit! just the two hits!
Her hittin the floor, and me the clits!
Suckin on the tits! had the hooker for the dick
And your moms ugly love; my dick got rock quick
I i was a combination of house of pain and bobby brown
I was "humpin around" and "jump-in around"
her then i asked her who's the man; she said, "b-i-g"
Then i bust in her e-y-e (yo big, dead wrong)