Luyện nghe bài hát Mouthpiece

3x]
I don't need no iron I'm creased
I don't no money I got mouthpiece

Thug wit me who got that indo mug wit me
Stick yo' out the window have a few drinks wit me
Nigga get up
Out of state dummy license plate faulty ass
Trunk full of out door weed back full of garbage bags
Lookin' fo' that train lookin' fo' that treasure
Like to alot mix the business wit the pleasure
What's up you when you gone resign
Put a soul restaurant in yo' mamas name and own your own clothing line
no tellin'
that's what Harold told Melvin back in the days of loafs
When Teddy Pendegrass was in the notes
A big lip nigga was in the makin' a ferocious dangerous dude
A little microscopic seed maranatin' in the tube
Ready to face the world ready to say my
Ready to come out early feet nigga breeched
Uno uno dos tres
Drinkin' malt liquor out the bottle
five six six seven eight
Move from the crest side to the
Go ask the v.p.d.
Betcha tell you about me
Betcha they tell you they been my ass since '83
they say dude real,
betcha they say I know how that nigga did it
but he sittin' on a few
All I say is nemesis
Bet I know one thing you they know
who my mommas house up that night on magazine
Should I say I wanna a face nah
cause if the district attorney get this tape might build a case
I'm high as fuck man inhalin' it beatin' on my chest Tarzan
it fo' ten
Five to be alive
I got one mo' album to do on jive, an' I'm gone

2x]
I don't no iron I'm already creased
I don't need no money Igot

Let's go half on a forty an' a twamp sack of
I got a car coupty
So what if its primer colored so what a hooptie
So what if the lifters tick I knwo I'm forty
So what if I gotta get up the engine an' tap the starter
In the eatin' cereal
with the 223 infrared material
Who come from nothin' who run the thirteen block
Who used to top have to walk the streets floodin' wit in they socks
Who really real, how many the deal
Who got they clothed from the good will
Click makes a muthafuckas night
Niggas to it 'cause it's right
Money don't me, I make money
What I look like fuckin' over a broad, playboy I'm a
I mean that bitch got on her she's a ho
I mean that can teach the wind how to blow
She's a pro though
Zulu jocka
The head knocka'

1x]
I don't need no iron I'm creased
I don't need no I got mouthpiece

Sometimes I'm suited up sometimes I don't
When I'm grindin' I brush my teeth or comb my hair
When I'm timin' I to buy drinks
When I'm timin' it's louie the
you know how we livin'
You know how we meet 'em in the lot at popeye's chicken
I can mesmerize a hoe by
Can you a g look like ten thousand
Where all my tycoon, beanie caps, and kangols
Where all my niggas wit them federal beepers on ankles
Where all the hood-hoe dick
Where all my black intelligent divas

1x]
I dont' need no iron I'm creased
I don't need no money I got