Luyện nghe bài hát Masquerade

The streets is mad now
'em why we mad
Rappers whatever you call
Pack your and get out of town

'Cause I'm a strike on thee with
Great vengeance and furious
Those who to poison the hood
I'm a let know the preacher's son is back

Refugee, one time, one
MOP two time, two time, one
Bumpy now the world is in trouble
on

Yo, number one on the charts
a masquerade
Paid for your billboard
a masquerade
Because the knows hot
You're a
You're livin' in a, you're in a

I'm on first, so this a rap verse
It's more like a curse
So when you die the kids'll throw rocks at ya
'Cause you lie too much, you got no gut

At your arm is ink
At your now you pissin' in your briefs
Hold up, we saw you on your bet and MTV
A public access talkin' bout I'm a thug

You're an animal, a cannibal, you even scare
But when the came no light for your candle
So welcome to the real where a spade is a spade
And I'm a call it like I see it, you all in a masquerade

Even though Jacob iced you out wit the
Money wit no that makes you a suspect
So you can't ride through
You want you better call Churchill
If not, feel Clef when he wit M.O.P family
And guitar at your eulogy

You wanna you run the block
a masquerade
Givin' information to the
You're a
I mean you seen a rock
You're livin' in a, you're livin' in a

Now the grimy bastards line up
up, I'm up
They say we dem dance to you how to get it crunk
I'm plottin' wit Fox today I do it with Clef whoever
We throw mack and that's to the bless royalty
You youngster's better get before
You get a set and get clapped
That's it and that's Clef

Hold that take all that and back
I kick too ass kick ass
To rock jewels, rock
Fuck shoes, Timbs mo hotta

We still grip arms Brook bound shit
The streets don't want watered down shit
Fam, we clear the stage
You don't wanna wit us we got road rage

Now I'm a let my tell you
a masquerade
I bet you feedin' the
a masquerade
I thought we and we rob
a masquerade
You're in a
livin' in a masquerade

I'm hittin' sixteen
A murder, murder, baby
This ain't a
Niggas they fist like they punchin' at God
Over ten rippin' MC I bring it hard
make me split yo chest and pull yo card

R and B singer the greatest and now
'Cause he been feelin' on of too young cuties
Got mo left
You punk niggas, we used to shake your pumpy
You'll have no left, you ain't a pimp
You ain't a mack, you keep in the house all day

I keep em on the
Drinkin' cocoa and wearin' long mink black
Hit 'em twelve stilettos, tappin' through the ghetto
I can see it in eyes

Little niggas you a part of shakin' niggas hand
Shakin' heart, I keep the underground in shape
It never be soft, you wanna it like them
Fat naked turnin' me off

Now I'm a let my tell you
You're a
I bet you feedin' the
You're a
I thought we and we rob
You're a
livin' in a, you're livin' in a

Neary paneary won't you take 'em to the Middle