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 leave you like the fuckin O` bannons.
One on my money, on hand on my buddy,
That's the made his neighborhood love me.
Bullets like birds you can hear bitches hummin,
Don't let that shit, he got a weak stomach.
Niggaz know I'm sick I spit I vomit,
Got it?
One egg of the omelet.
Simon says, a nigga in his thigh and leg,
Then tell him up like mayonnaise, um.
I'm the sickest doin it,
Bet baby.
These niggaz dope, I'm wet crack baby, yes.
Get back get boy it's a set back,
Clumsy ass slip and fall into a death trap.
Them boys pussy, 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.
niggaz cry wolf, I'm on that dry Cush,
And when it to that paper I stack books.
You what I said,
I can put you on your or put some money on your head.
ain't cheap,
You're off dead.
If you pay the fee,
Shout out my fee.
See every fucker at the door don't get a key,
You lookin in, so tell me what you see.
Its about its bigger than me
I told my homies don't kill him the nigga to me, yea.
Don't miss, you with the hit man,
Kidnap a make him feel like a kid again.
Relax and take notes, i take tokes of the marijuana smoke
Throw you in a choke - gun smoke, gun
smalls for mayor, the rap slayer
The hooker layer - say your prayers
mary full of grace.. smack the bitch in the face;
Take her bag and the north face
Off her back, jab her if she act
with the money oh you got me mistaken honey
I wanna rape ya, i just want the paper
The visa, i'm out like, "the vapors"
Who's the one you mr. macho, the head honcho
Swift fist camacho, i got so
Much style i should be down wit the
Make up to break up {*singing in background*} niggaz to wake up
Smell the indonesia; beat you to a
fuck your moms, hit the skins til amnesia
She don't remember shit! the two hits!
Her hittin the floor, and me the clits!
Suckin on the tits! had the hooker beggin for the
And your moms ain't ugly my dick got rock quick
I guess i was a combination of house of pain and bobby
I was "humpin around" and "jump-in around"
Jacked her then i her who's the man; she said, "b-i-g"
i bust in her e-y-e (yo big, you're dead wrong)