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 shit
One kid what lookin' up , he the big wig
ass cat, low life, sodomize mind
Beatin' niggas, big bricks of bread sellin' mad
His feet hurt, networkin' he get no

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

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

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

Yo I champunch Mase in his face over some
The night they kidnapped his brother pokin' it with knives
It's rainin' , 85 degrees muggy
One of the nights thrown in his face it's real ugly
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 see these chains
The P slayed, flat on his chest was two

Ashy hands yo, no for rings at all
He cracked the V8 backed up, leaned against the wall
Lookin flower, he came home, he on like a fuck
Did a dime for holdin' up the Gods up in the armored
Ten later son 280 on the weight tip
He throwin' up six plus he studied Matrix
He's a wally horse, shout it out through his valor
Cock-eyed nigga up his neck, he had shores
Sammy rode up on him

Taxi off the with the joint on him
Flower look his man up before him
The hit the table, Jah king, he stripped off his cables
went off , Sam'll get a chance to make his debut
Flower grabbed tiff his man with the sideburns, hat off
We nerd his wigworms, he hid rich
See Allah hit the light switch, young were trampled
In the measured pool, pistol with mase, and broke the
crawlin' to the door on all fours

Shim kicked the jukebox the song rode in was "It's Yours"
Oh my goodness, Ba the Mo bottle thrashin'
He layin' like a gay models shoutin' out
He smiled with his teeth missin' begging for
No more God, the 68 down a pair of three
Out came the cannon, whistled out
Cham snatched his flag four big rocks, enter the
It's over, another told
Lyin' with the snakes, tongue kissin'

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