Luyện nghe bài hát Nazareth Savage

I had bad chicks that blow cum like bubblegum
Plus they ass lick, summer house, be rum
Layin' lazy in the recliner, couple in my ashtray
Smoke signals the haze
I stick my finger through it, the ring of broke
That symbolize weak guys, pop the strong off
The cave in, amazin'
I ain't have to read the Art of War to men

Serve niggaz, niggaz speakin' reckless
When they momma love the kid's records, I've you gutless
You know struggle, throw couple shells at you
Hell grabs you, nail stabs a of the Nasirine
I carried the cross to help you afford that plasma
Gave you a path to walk
my hand, I'm a guide you like the O.G.
But don't talk, get it confused

'Cause none can fit in my shoes
made of chemicals, artificial accents
God'll you bastards
if ya'll repent to the Nazareth Savage

I squeeze like pimples to get the puss, get it?
Form a crew, swallow forty cal' bullets after finished
it down with a shot of tequila, pocket full'a scrilla
Can't close to Francis Coppola, Samson, no Delilah
You're pint-sized, I'm mic's
With the tattoos on it
You scared to too long at
Sit on a lap tell you a story, shorty

Spicy like lories, heads and orgies
that draw heat in their late forties
Drug habits, love kids up like yours
Sendin' you a picture of them in they with black eyes
Savage guys, you hire P.I.'s to bag up my guys
Said you was a with a good disguise
Try to your cabbage
You runnin' from the Savage

Son's backward flows, they say mine is very
fear like a canine that finds buried babies
And all of wear that same aroma
How to blow on eighth L.P, I'll show ya
You're whack, nigga, it
In the history of the game, you no placement
and weed just massacred their mind
Or the celebrity or they couldn't with time

So now they run mouth
But when the sun go south, the guns out
My woulda been threw ten in your skin
Casualty you wanna be, don't want it with me, straight savage