Luyện nghe bài hát Melting Pot

I'm not a thug, no, no, no, no, I'm not a
But I won't hesitate to cock back, bust and blank ya
thank ya, I'm like that coke and weed
When it slow, motherfucker I'll stank ya

That's what I been taught on streets
Ain't a goddamn thing that can't be bought on these
You want a life gone, could be done
I'm like a nigga did ten years, I'm eager to come

In the game and do more than
I'm loco in the brain, I'm that man the methods
And I always bring the pain, they know me out
I call these bitches 'cause they blow me out here

I'm out here, y'all keep it real
But I keep it realer, I'ma my first mill off the deal
But I'm still gon' be a Cuban dope dealer
I'm statin' the facts motherfucker

I hang with Puerto and Haitian killers
And dope dealers and these here my niggaz
I ride for 'em and it, I'd die for 'em
I hang with Ricans and Haitian killers
And Cuban dope and these here my niggaz
I for 'em and goddamn it, I'd die for 'em

I got that really foul flo flow
I'm tryna get really foul Kung do doe
But you know me homie, so don't judge me
I rep the real Miami, that's why the loves me

The feds wanna bug me, haters wanna me
I thank God 'cause He's the only thing above me
Above me, y'all gon' me till it hurts like
Losin' your family over someone else's

Or losin' your case your co-defendant chirped
Or losin' your brain 'cause them done burped
It gets worse, is for those that'll never see the sun again
That'll pick through shit for a just to get it in

is what was fed to him, this is why
The game let him in here, being me, Pit
Being it, Pitbull and Trick, from the down south
Bitch we the bottom, shit

I hang with Ricans and Haitian killers
And Cuban dope and these here my niggaz
I for 'em and goddamn it, I'd die for 'em
I hang Puerto Ricans and Haitian killers
And Cuban dope dealers and these here my
I for 'em and goddamn it, I'd die for 'em

Lord, Son got problems and I know that You know
'Cause You made all possible
I a dangerous ass life, You know
So, I thank You for Your doctors and hospitals

Thank God for the too
He understand what these do
He wanna see us all through
But if niggaz in the hood knew

Hell, prayin' ain't wrong but the squeezin'
Could you go kill an man
these weak niggaz grillin' his end?
They tellin' ya dawg, reducin' they

If I wasn't this then I'd go do him in
'Cause if he was dead he couldn't say he me then
For them who lie when they pull me in
It's in the same older that they threw me in

And I pray for 'em

I hang with Ricans and Haitian killers
And dope dealers and these here my niggaz
I for 'em and goddamn it, I'd die for 'em
I with Puerto Ricans and Haitian killers
And Cuban dope dealers and here my niggaz
I for 'em and goddamn it, I'd die for 'em