Luyện nghe bài hát Oh No He Didn't

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

is back for another 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 it to the North, then bring it to the South, the dirty, dirty
Where they got 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 ain't a thug or a gangsta, stop lyin' you
I see you study 2Pac a history lesson
His murder was a mystery that made history but

No matter how much he had, when it came to the law
He got no poetic justice, that's the truth
The That's 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 want extra clip

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

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

he comes, there he goes
Where he flows, people
He gon'
He been talking get, get, get, get that

hear 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 for Cubo, 'cause they say he gon' blow
Get, get ready for 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 me flip out, turn around and hurt you
I ain't the type, I'm a nice guy
Light skin, light
Who dreamed of a totally, different type of American sliced pie

Two point one seven eight, exact
If it's raw like the South, here to turn base
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, food on the table for my kids
All my hustlas made it stick to your ribs
Ain't too many hustlas 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 dawg
Truth hurts, but, but, but 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