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 back, bust and point blank ya
Lord ya, I'm like that coke and weed
When it burn slow, I'll stank ya

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

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

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

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

I got that really Kung flo flow
I'm get that really foul Kung do doe
But you don't know me homie, so don't me
I rep the Miami, that's why the city loves 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 like
Losin' your family over someone else's

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And I pray for 'em

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