Luyện nghe bài hát M. O. B.

one
I'm livin' in hell, all these niggaz
Got stories to tell, I be blasin't on these bitch
Servin' well, and the I keep, be the scum of the earth
Body tated, hair matted, sellin' key's if you fuck wit
Law breakin' niggaz scream, the police
We gonna ball fo, the lil nigga
What the you figure?
Timbaland boots, forty-fives wit nicket
Findin' niggaz dead, home and I can't wait
If niggaz is real, then they scared to split 'em
All that shit, fuck you,i ain't wit'em
'cause, I say jump, niggaz say
How high? or I stabb you in ya eye
Now get busy nigga

Yall niggaz, wanna tonight?
How many niggaz, in the house live tonight?
We get money over bitches, 'cause we scared to die
Live and die by the code, on reason why (2x)

two [fatal]
Keep it comin', niggaz get done in
On any run in, I and jerk, on any trigga
Puttin' in work, then it off, to my little man
he blast it off, beyond that, ?
Criminile, genarile, wit forty five cap
Endin' ya whole stat, I'm the master of fuckin'(fuck y'all)shit
So I'm a be buckin' shit, ya know who you fuckin' wit
Yall spaced out duckin' quick, the number one
Slap shots like a goalie, the glock like steel totin'
Up shorty rocks, gettin' wit the forty cop

(2x)

Verse
Some niggaz, of coke
to bust, and I be lookin' through ya ass like you
Plexey glass, so I send my bitch
tits and ass, preal hander on her burner so she
Blastin' fast, alot of niggaz my rep,
But it don't shit, til you witness to yourself
How live it get, and I never let no rhymin' ass
Share a mic wit me, I see her versatility
You get the fuckin' picture, I by everythin' spit in my rhymes
It's hollow points I spit out my nine
Drillin' niggaz on the block, when I'm through
I bust six, in the air nigga, for you
And if I ever get caught sleepin', which I ever doubt happen
I'd be the last nigga rappin', I'll keep my fuckin' clappin'

Whatever though, ass niggas will never know
Smellin' they own shit, when I rip the berrta
The nine milly, the fake thuggs niggaz thats silly
Blowin'em and showin'em, 'cause my dogs know'em
I don't give a fuck, how small big and
Come get me, and I talk on how y'all are
adicts, spray mattics, wit liquid
And the on ya squad, can't ride wit bizniss
I don't what these niggaz, be thinkin' when they see me
Niggaz call me whodni, blast and like a genie
I stack rappers, and stick'em like cornerbacks
Yall niggaz is jackz, and bluffin' on wax
you can clown me, me and my little town we
We lost niggaz, fo life, out here they can't me
I'll be buried alive, the mic dig me back up
To tall for lust, I bend these when I fuck

(2x)

Muthafuckin' m.o.b you ain't seen yet, what