Luyện nghe bài hát P's & Q's

Captiol Hill,
(Chorus)
Ain't nobody with the we got
shit together just to form another plot
Better be on P's and Q's
Here's a message me to you, bloow
nobody with the skills we got
Always putting together just to form another plot
be on your P's and Q's
Here's a message me to you, bloow

1:
I break you off a little
There no reason to be frontin'
He sat with a cold in hand, other nothing
up my pen, begin
To let my mind bend
Rush with thoughts, bust, discuss how I'm
Cleaning off, you just a pig who need a bigger trough
While I on the land of the lore
With your sound soft
Beats never off
How you I know you thought you were reeeaall
Losing you skill, what's the
caps on you record
Interludes on some y'all even seen real steal
Imagine if you will kid, ill on a record
Making dough, but it's own shit still
Now's time to big Will nigga
After you learn how to the field, rocking the act vigor
Trigger in you
Remembering the time you thought of niggas
Spoke about the
New style every month from Touches
You on franchise type of shit
in your eyes
No name brand the
But can't even do it the orginal Fame
Get that ass out the
Nigga, what!

(Chorus)

Honey! do you think you're going with my money?
Broke you off week, Yo!
listen funny, you thinking you're runnin'
On some type shit
But your position at present could get your wig
Baby, what!
I know we cool like that because, we known other for years
And all the we was on the same level
But you up the treble
Not me I became a MC
On the other hand,
You think of as an acuvision (?)
year was a different situation
Hanging out with the niggas, when you in need to kick back
Smoking BDs, hash with weed
Denim and fatigues
You were never afraid to put on a nigga who slapped up ya seat
Now you're chilling with some Johnny G type of cat
Put you up in the
Now you think you're all
Fly DKNY, panties on your ass
But, your son's looking like crass and tripping up in
that bullshit, fast!
And quit coming around my begging for cash
That's you boyfriend's
I heard he you up really bad the other day
'Cause I can your seed screaming, running my way
Time to talk to that fool, my sons don't play
Ah, honey, time you change, don't stray
You me?

(Chorus)

Ain't nobody, we got,
Ain't nobody, Saukrates
be on your P's and Q's
Here's a message me to you, bloow