Luyện nghe bài hát Lost Hawks

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

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

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

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

You know I spit to the freshest freak
Gimme a call you see results in just a week
With the soul of a LOST
Is there a for a Rap Cat, let's talk

Because it's hell for a Rap Cat, let's
Watch your spirit get knocked out the
Gold diggers stay me, it's a catastrophe,
Talkin' in the cheesecake factory.

I'm feelin' high and the blunt sparked yet
The truth hit the booth like it was Clark Kent
No time for the weak games the renegade freaks
Follow the rules, old school, fuck a

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

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

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

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

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

a doubt.

I it movin' till my life is straight
all, Math, Science, Time and Space
I see the more money and these to make
I'm tryna figures like a license plate

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

Gotta be greedy like Daffy 'cause the like Taffy
Sweet a (?) that's tryna get at me
The wings of an angel just cut my
I couldn't say nothin' man, yo I spit my

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

So put in my with the eternal flames.

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

It's called
Like Bob Marley lightin' a
Only the know how hyphy I'll get
Imma rip through the city and tell a "try again"
You see me to this track like the violins.