Luyện nghe bài hát Meeting Of The Bosses

1]
The soldiers, the hitch men, for the dough
Allow me to give it to you, from the door
Walkin through the steps of the rise and the hall
Of an empire, to the floor
Through the like eight on a string
Where gon' sting ya when it comes to that cold
Soldiers, hoes in, lurkin
for that work in
Hopin, could make a couple dollars
Off another mothafuckin murder
It's the problem but no hoe, it's the quality of
the part of gettin dough, is you can't be out of control
If you in the way of my paper, by my skyscraper
We can chunk it, long as you ain't that line
You can put me on the phone with boss, we could squash it

[Chorus: 2X]
the meeting of the bosses, meeting of the bosses
Why don't you them lil' niggaz, beat it we talkin
Meeting of the bosses, meeting of the
them lil mothafuckers, shut up, we talkin

2]
Huh, over weed, over yay, not bein paid
When he say he see you
Pethy ass niggaz, pathetic ass bitches
YOu could let 'em grab dick, they'll never have
In this world, you niggaz gon' learn it
That some of these wars, at the of no returnin
Some of these boys, at the point of no
Some of courts, at the point of no ajournin
How many cars can you run up on
somebody wanna war, ain't wanna talk
Hit you in the die hard, mom's calling
the law hard
Cross up to the chest
Enemies fuckin them boys for protection
If it's only one boss in squadron
Then me and him to be the only once talking

3]
Huh, all you have in this is your word
Your gat and your guts, and your nuts
Aint no backin you up, ain't no you gone
The pastor of the church nigga, that's when on
The path that you own nigga, where you goin
if you want homes, and your ass gone
Now you gotta kill
But the snowball is down that hill
Accumulatin size, by the it arrives
At the bottom of the hill, it be count as
And for the ambiance outside you
Countless mamas cryin, sisters Boo Boo
killin 'cause of what they true to
Who's the here nigga, tell me what would you do
Huh, keep it goin, talk shit, it
You gon' to talk to the bosses