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 you God?
Fuck you,

is back for another one
This time back harder, stronger and and
And a little more

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

We can it to the North, then bring it to the South, the dirty, dirty
Where they got them choppers, and them 30, 30s
You can be a hell of an elephant,
You gotta be intelligent to see that's irrelevant, nigga

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

No matter how much juice he had, it came to the law
He got no justice, that's the truth dawg
The That's the truth dawg
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
C-U-B-O rip it up
Y'all don't want that clip

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

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

There he comes, there he
he flows, people know
He blow
He been talking get, get, get, get dough

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

So get ready for Cubo, 'cause they say he gon'
Get, get ready for what? Get ready for
So get ready for Cubo, 'cause they say he blow
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 out, turn around and hurt you
I the violent type, I'm a nice guy
Light skin, light
Who dreamed of a totally, different type of American sliced pie

Two point one eight, exact weight
If it's that raw like the South, here to base
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
I'm on the road, puttin' food on the table for my kids
All my hungry hustlas it stick to your ribs
too many hustlas that can do what I did

I on my grizzle fo' shizzle, fo' shizzle
Thanks to my nizzle little jizzle, I'm off them fo' shizzle
The That's the truth dawg
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