Luyện nghe bài hát One of The Last

Now than life is...how I'm coming out,
Rigorous,and vigorous,
You niggaz what I'm talking 'bout,
I want and lettuce, and my wallet so fetish (fatish),
And I to break through like jerome bettis, (pro-status)
All this I got rhyme on my mind, every dime,
I it on some weed and some studio time,
Drink o-e out the big-mouth,
My is, I'll be in the cut trying to keep these snakes out
My house,

(chorus)
I'm one of the last sick niggaz that heard thus far,
You can bump me at crib or while you're off that nitro in
car,
But I don't say that to say that I'm a star, but if you get
High you can feel me no matter who you are,

(verse 2)
Nigga now I lyrics, but I can't use 'em, have your son
Tripping brotha hung loopin',
They be off that talkin' 'bout,
"brotha lynch be talkin' 'bout, sick shit I heard he ate his
Out,"
Now how('s) this muthaphukka 'gon write some shit, the brotha
hung 'cause he('s) killin' in his song,
He say,"that nigga(z) shit(s) tight, but he shit",
He say,"god as my I heard he fucked them bitches"
Which is supposed to be wrong my love song,
You get the rope with the brotha lynch hung,
Roll in formation, make intimidation, you on your weed high',
(echo)
I you up like a pitch bent, feelin' dick hard, well you better
Get bitch then,
It gets thin, and I'm off this and mild shit,
Tall-can told me it was smooth and now I'm boxes of it,
to relax and deal with these taxes,
'cause they be at my checks with axes,
(and them) twenty is, in the back seat,
I'm [fuck me if I this,(lacing this)<-close enough!
Hope my muthaphukkin' baby's ain't no sheisty bitch,
She want(s) to publish, all right cool,
She wants some shit, get off the hydro tube,
Niggaz always think I talk about 'em I talk shit,
My nightmare is killin' my bitch for trying to keep my grips,
I'm like mark spitz, swim a channel for my shit then watch your
split,
I'm doing your bitch, and while your heart switch(es) you
Better remember where you came bitch,