Luyện nghe bài hát Oh No He Didn't

Mr.
Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole
And nothin' but the truth, so help you
you, Honor

Pitt is back for one
This time he's back harder, and and
And a little troublesome

Double the guns,
the funds, funds
Double the bitches,
the fun, fun

We can take it to the North, then it to the South, the dirty, dirty
they got them choppers, choppers and them 30, 30s
You can be a of an elephant, nigga
You ain't gotta be intelligent to see that's irrelevant,

Size and shit they firing clips
You a thug or a gangsta, stop lyin' you bitch
I see you 2Pac like a history lesson
His murder was a mystery that history bridgin' but

No matter how much juice he had, when it to the law
He got no justice, that's the truth dawg
The what? That's the truth
Truth hurts, but, but, but that's the truth

Oh, oh no he
Oh, oh yes he did
Oh, oh no he
Yes he did, yes he did

Oh, oh no he
Oh, oh yes he did
Oh, oh no he
Yes he did, yes he did

Oh, oh no I
Oh, oh yes I did
gonna rip it up
Y'all don't want that extra

I'm from Miami, man, pretty some understand
I'm the man, move them thangs hand to hand
I open shop, shop, yo block, block
Pull up on that thang slow, stop, stop

I'm a stunna,
Hustla, get it, baby take it, baby
Drive 'em
Now really, have you see me

There he comes, he goes
Where he flows, people
He blow
He talking get, get, get, get that dough

Y'all that blocka, blocka
So the doctor, doctor
I what I deal
When the talk, the choppers chopper

So get ready for Cubo, 'cause they say he blow
Get, get ready for Get ready for Cubo
So get ready for Cubo, 'cause they say he gon'
Get, get for what? Get ready for Cubo

Oh, oh no he
Oh, oh yes he did
Oh, oh no he
Yes he did, yes he did

Oh, oh no he
Oh, oh yes he did
Oh, oh no he
Yes he did, yes he did

Verse two, don't make me flip out, turn and hurt you
I the violent type, I'm a nice guy
Light skin, light
Who dreamed of a totally, totally type of American sliced pie

Two point one seven eight, exact
If it's that raw like the South, here to turn
If ya smart you see that murder, turn yo' face
Fuck DNA bitch, nigga we'll the place

If ya see me at the crib
Mean I'm on the road, puttin' food on the for my kids
All my hungry hustlas made it stick to your
Ain't too many that can do what I did

I stay on my fo' shizzle, fo' shizzle
Thanks to my little jizzle, I'm off them hizzle fo' shizzle
The what? That's the dawg
hurts, but, but, but that's the truth dawg

Oh, oh no he
Oh, oh yes he did
Oh, oh no he
Yes he did, yes he did

Oh, oh no he
Oh, oh yes he did
Oh, oh no he
Yes he did, yes he did