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 point ya
Lord thank ya, I'm that coke and weed
When it burn slow, motherfucker stank ya

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

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

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

I hang with Puerto Ricans and killers
And Cuban dope dealers and these my niggaz
I for 'em and goddamn it, I'd die for 'em
I hang Puerto Ricans and Haitian killers
And Cuban dealers 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 get that really foul Kung do doe
But you don't me homie, so don't judge me
I rep the real Miami, that's why the city me

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

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

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

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

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

God for the thugs too
He what these drugs do
He see us all pull through
But if niggaz in the hood knew

Hell, prayin' ain't wrong but the trigger
you go kill an innocent man
While weak niggaz grillin' his end?
They tellin' ya dawg, they business

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

And I just for 'em

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