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 burn slow, motherfucker I'll ya

That's what I taught on these streets
Ain't a thing that can't be bought on these streets
You want a life gone, that be done
I'm like a nigga that did ten years, I'm 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 me out here
I call these bitches 'cause they blow me out here

I'm always out here, y'all it real
But I keep it realer, make my first mill off the deal
But I'm still gon' be labeled a dope dealer
I'm just statin' the motherfucker

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

God for the thugs too
He understand what drugs do
He wanna see us all pull
But only if niggaz in the knew

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

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

And I just for 'em

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