Luyện nghe bài hát Lost Hawks

I'm Serious, Steady B
I dip a Cadillac like B
I talk to these like Schooly D
Cause I can't these ladies foolin' me

I'm bumpin' Thai Shaw, Pimpin' dot com
The mo' god'Khan in a new Sean
Lost in my ways
You see my face in a and can't turn the page.

You see, I'm 'bout to get and not afraid to admit it
To fail's never part of the plan, I'm never
I always gave it all I can, a little lazy
I (blow ??? record) like Chuck up on the

Adrenaline pumpin' like a
Got me so high I'm in the sky and I it
Excuse me while I Jimmy Hentwist the
Hey Joe, you tell me if 6 was 9?

You know I spit technique to the freshest
a call you will see results in just a week
With the of a LOST HAWK
Is a heaven for a Rap Cat, let's talk

Because it's hell for a Rap Cat, walk
Watch your get knocked out the ballpark
Gold diggers stay after me, a catastrophe,
shit in the cheesecake factory.

I'm feelin' high and the blunt ain't yet
The hit the booth just like it was Clark Kent
No for the weak games the renegade freaks play
Follow the rules, old school, a cliche

I'm to the point ain't no time to
rap, came back, hey, just like mace
Imma spray in your face, any day, any
the bay bridge rollin' with Dre and we blaze

A chronicle, 30 of up in the optimo
We roll trees by the bush we rock a show
The (?) push, Imma mine
See suckas, lay 'em down our machine gun rhymes.

You might see me at my shows in my Nicky Rose
there just like a picture without the pose
Yes, in the symphony call
Man, hoes'll be talkin' bout my rise and fall

How I did 'em all
And was I born to
Yo, but not on the court
But walkin' through

My gun-mouth that made it way down
With the whole strip scene to figure it out

a doubt.

I keep it movin' till my is straight
It's all, Math, Science, and Space
I see the more and these rhymes to make
I'm tryna seven figures like a plate

Come on, I often, my destination unknown
The bizzle had me "where did all the fun go"
Fast decisions made at the last
The cash
Fasho' we goin' the limit.

Gotta be greedy like Daffy 'cause the money's Taffy
Sweet like a (?) that's get at me
The of an angel just cut my face
I say nothin' man, yo I spit my case

Playboy, it's magic
Man, in a
Mad an addict in the sports (?) bracket
Spit hot nickels till quarters, man

So put in my name with the flames.

I'm so hot, the meltin'
Please the degrees that I his black belt in
Freeze MC's a gas, I blows mixed Purp with Hash
Do the math, Queezy workin' the map

It's class
Like Bob lightin' a spliff
the lord know how hyphy I'll get
Imma rip through the and tell a sucka "try again"
You see me flowin' to this like the violins.