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 that come
How did that into the Cocoa Brovaz
And everything that?

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

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

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

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

We watchin' you for a while now
We know the calls made back and forth
Down south word of
You had peoples workin' out
But I doubt you had 'em out
we can pick 'em out
Now we got 'em listed on our internet
Know about the and the names of all their victims
Even got the pinpoint where you hang
You got big dreams comin' 'round tryin' to change

Let me say
Why try to suffocate and stifle all of our intentions
They want our sufferations, and tribulations
Too to mention
Well, tell them we no 'fraid
We don't have a big
From every corner, angle, and
not quite far
I see '99 in ball
Them city-order ducks softly

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

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

I got a from the corporate the other day
I open and read it, they said they was
Somethin' we was causin' confusion
Wanted me and my son to change the name we was
Had our nervous, soup, try to serve it
Got our investors real shady tryin' to jerk us
Got Tek ready to break
I'm and stayed pumpin', say somethin'
I tell you why the frame won't even think

Hell
Oh,
I

We gonna 'em all to hell

Hell
Oh,
I

We gonna send 'em all to

So you're
Where a brother to represent
I sense no hinder, gender, two-faced
In fact, cops signed the last government
Yeah, umm
So where's your first war?

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