Luyện nghe bài hát Malcolm

Ayo
I'm like Malcolm out the window the joint
up blood in my eye, a lead to fly
Like fuck it, look how these niggas duck
One kid hollerin' lookin' up , he the big wig
Fake ass cat, low life, mind
Beatin' niggas, big of bread sellin' mad dimes
His feet hurt, he get no work

Yo smack him where his hand hurt, fuck he worth
Yo he sucked his thumb, smooth for the kid with the big guns
Stain to my Baltimore niggas he on the run
Plus he ill in the drums, heartburn for life, man
Watch him the Tums, he's a front
Pigeon totalist with the fat ass
Show hash up the block plus he smashed her
Big bub did him deadly, act premeditated

60 strike was the medley
Nice like Van Halen, seen him at the with his skin peelin'
Did two days thought he was
You get close, look at his
That's the kid that cut his wrists, talkin' bout the cuffs did it
He ran away, frontin' majorly, eyes like Sammy Jr
off with a fade g, he sport the Bob Hope classics
Ran down Asics, Kmart, the sleeve shit be the basics
He eat hams, shitted on himself twice, big Jews
Rushed the out in Crown Heights

Yo let me you how the game go
We gettin' rid of all the
Tony the streets back fo sho
Too many hustlers, too many
We're fuckin' up who's willin' to and teach the Cs
Too much TV , guns and
and greed and hate, the 4 devils jealousy

Yo I Mase in his face over some bullshit
The other night they kidnapped his pokin' it with knives
rainin' , 85 degrees kinda muggy
One of the nights they thrown in his face it's real
Yo we up in Jonesy's posin', all these know me
From wit, under these niggas heavy parolees
Yo we played the
And from a distance we could see these
The P slayed, flat on his was two plains

hands yo, no need for rings at all
He just cracked the V8 up, leaned against the wall
Lookin flower, he just came home, he on a fuck
Did a dime for holdin' up the up in the armored truck
Ten years later son 280 on the tip
He up six plates plus he studied Matrix
He's a horse, shout it out sweatin' through his valor
nigga back up his neck, he had shores
Sammy rode up on him

off the Turkey with the joint on him
Flower look his man stood up him
The bitches hit the table, Jah king, he off his cables
Shots went off , Sam'll get a chance to make his
Flower grabbed tiff his man the sideburns, hat fell off
We nerd his wigworms, he hid behind
See Allah hit the light switch, young girls were
In the measured pool, pistol mase, and broke the handle
crawlin' to the door on all fours

Shim kicked the the theme song rode in was "It's Yours"
Oh my goodness, Ba the Mo bottle thrashin'
He layin' like a gay models out Sebastian
He with his teeth missin' begging for mercy
No more God, the 68 thousand down a of three
Out came the cannon, out zaggin'
Cham snatched his flag big rocks, enter the dragon
It's over, another told
Lyin' with the snakes, kissin' cobras

Yo let me tell you how the go
We rid of all the prostitutes
Tony wants the back fo sho
Too many hustlers, too many
We're fuckin' up who's to fight and teach the Cs
Too much TV, guns and
Lust and greed and hate, the 4 devils