Luyện nghe bài hát No Rest For The Wicked

Bitch ass
You that pie ass
on your own two feet bitch
And the you gon' buy somebody else's dick
Nigga, yo, as it long enough to put in mouth
Turn that shit up
up wit that shit?
Yo Muggs, it rough

So many fools from my sack
Let's talk the one who had my back
Down in the west coast, so lemme it
To the motherfucker who calls 'Wicked'
No rest, no peace! No
Doughboy rolling down the 'cause it's so steep
Jackson, lemme out the name
Jack 'cause you be stealing niggaz game

But I'm the wrong nigga you fuck with
On my dick so hard, ya wanna suck it
Go on the head, gobble up the
Get your lips ready and this motherfucker up
Talk about Ezy, yourself
Cube, better step back and yourself

talk about this
First solo on the east coast dick
The east niggaz all showed ya love
Especially the one as the 'King Sun'
He tried to warn us niggaz
But nobody would listen, but then dissin'
Two later, you callin' my crew
All because ya wanna be Cube!

Shoulda known you couldn't in the alley
Good boy to school, out in the valley
Fuck it, lemme make this
Speakin' on mama's little boys in da
No vaseline, just a rope and a and gasoline!
Mob is a friend of mine
But you about them niggaz from behind
You know the Hossack is, O'Shea?
A motherfucking pig, don't fly straight
Where ya gonna run to? Where ya hide?
Taadow! Look at running outside!

born bullshitta! Lemme hitcha
With a of reality when I get witcha
Your [Incomprehensible]
Put a pipe on the cover, even though you don't smoke
Let me you down under on a plane
everybody was going insane
Took a look at the one
Comb! The next morning you didn't have yours on

How many ways will you bite my
Would ya wet me or start up a set?
Caution, you enter the zone
used to bang 'til you heard the microphone
I got Cube in a tray
Pulling up his card and fucking up his day
Unoriginal rap veteran, the who say
He don't from his friends
Don't trust that named O'Shea
him, and send him on his way