Luyện nghe bài hát Lost Hawks

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

I'm bumpin' Shaw, Pimpin' Hoes dot com
The mo' in a new Sean John
Lost in my ways
You see my face in a magazine and turn 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 always gave it all that I can, a little
I (blow ??? record) like up on the daily

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

You know I technique to the freshest freak
Gimme a call you will see results in a week
With the of a LOST HAWK
Is there a heaven for a Rap Cat, talk

Because it's for a Rap Cat, let's walk
Watch your spirit get out the ballpark
Gold diggers after me, it's a catastrophe,
Talkin' shit in the factory.

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

I'm to the ain't no time to waste
Same rap, came back, hey, like mace
Imma spray in your face, any day, any
Cross the bay bridge 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 with our gun rhymes.

You see me at my shows in my Nicky Rose clothes
Standin' there just like a picture the pose
Yes, in the symphony call
Man, them hoes'll be talkin' my rise and fall

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

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

a doubt.

I keep it movin' till my life is
It's all, Math, Science, Time and
I see the money and these rhymes to make
I'm tryna seven like a license plate

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

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

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

So put in my with the eternal flames.

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

called class
Like Bob Marley lightin' a
Only the lord know how hyphy get
rip through the city and tell a sucka "try again"
You see me flowin' to this track the violins.