Luyện nghe bài hát Off The Wall

Let me ask this question quick, umm
As far as the
And the change and everything like that
Now how did come about?
How did that evolve into the Brovaz
And everything that?

was jealousy, man
That's all is, man
(Jealousy, man)
and ignorance, man

got me stressed, man
Oh, just a spliff, don't worry about that

In my pink Cadi, I a [unverified]
Uncle Sam arms men to kill in the
I make 'em snap it, it
My of weapon
Smif-N-Wessun, try
Sue me for the
Yo, pimpin'?
Yo, who's

I woke up in the morning, did I see?
faces starin' down at me
First off with the flee as overpowered me
got me ready to black, I can't breathe
Niggaz askin' me who's and who's Wessun
We got you now we're lookin' for partner
you're messin' with the incomin' currency
And we don't give a fuck about your privacy

We been you for a while now
We know about the calls back and forth
Down south of mouth
You had your peoples out
But I you had 'em lookin' out
'Cause we can 'em out
Now we got 'em listed on our systems
Know about the crimes and the of all their victims
got the pinpoint spotter where you hang
You got big dreams comin' 'round tryin' to change

Let me say
Why they try to suffocate and all of our intentions
They want our sufferations, and tribulations
Too to mention
Well, tell them that we no
We don't have a big
every corner, angle, and section
[Unverified] not far
I see '99 in crystal
Them ducks softly walk

I got by the government the other day
I opened it and read it, it said was suin'
I couldn't move the way that I was movin'
And I couldn't do the things I was doin'
Causin' mass confusion with the that we was usin'
Said they gun sales was conflictin' with our
Sent me multi-paid contracts to prove it
The on belt-buckles, shirts, and knives
Ain't that the most off the wall shit you heard in your

Probably heard his junior singin' Mr. in your Area
your heart skip a beat as I'm nearin' you
I'm ya, askin', "Yo seed, who was me?"
At the same you break my classic CD
Run it to the phone up [unverified]
I had it up to with these damn rap neegers
They even got my local boys sayin' stuff
I wanna draft my plain data for a million

I got a from the corporate the other day
I open and read it, said they was suin'
Somethin' about we was confusion
Wanted me and my son to change the name we was
Had our nervous, soup, try to serve it
Got our investors actin' real shady to jerk us
Got Tek ready to break
I'm chillin' and pumpin', say somethin'
I tell you why the frame even think nothin'

Hell
Oh,
I

We gonna 'em all to hell

Hell
Oh,
I

We gonna 'em all to hell

So you're
Where a quest to represent
I sense no hinder, gender, intent
In fact, cops signed the last government
Yeah, umm
So where's your first world

Now on tour, hardcore
Come on knockin' at door
Your revolver took down of '90's lords
Cut to that ad campaign, your gun
So they welcome your floor of a tribe called