Luyện nghe bài hát Oh No He Didn't

Mr.
Do you swear to the truth, the whole truth
And but the truth, so help you God?
Fuck you,

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

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

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

Size and shit when firing clips
You ain't a or a gangsta, stop lyin' you bitch
I see you study 2Pac a history lesson
His murder was a mystery made history bridgin' but

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

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

I'm from Miami, man, pretty some y'all
Understand I'm the man, move them thangs hand to
I open shop, shop, takeover yo block,
Pull up on that slow, everybody stop, stop

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

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

Y'all hear blocka, blocka
So the doctor, doctor
I deal I deal
When the bottom talk, the choppers

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

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

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

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

If ya see me at the crib
Mean I'm on the road, puttin' food on the table for my
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 nizzle little jizzle, I'm off hizzle fo' shizzle
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