Luyện nghe bài hát Parental Discretion

Aiyyo, I'm hard to to
If you live, I probably you stalked you
you walked to at night
Caught you then tried to you

New York niggaz is trigger happy, got scared
This town ain't big
For of us and I ain't goin' nowhere

it is, plain and simple
Like Jigga, my game is
While slow niggaz know
I blow their brains out they

I'm into magical torture
Romantic dramatical author, with
The average New Yorker, a fast
Like Tony, when gas I'm the masked enforcer
Out for the and the cho-cha

Smash the coca, bottle it up watch the fiends, it up
If I up, you do what? Swallow the stuff
I don't a fuck anymore
I'm only years old

And I've broken every law
I'm horror core, is for the heads
Runnin' up in your
Knot if you still hot in the bed

Yo, parental advised, please cover your eyes
Little kids, get out of here, this shits is
Drugs and money, this ain't no Bugs
Little girls too, ain't for you, it's for the thugs, honey

Hey yo, my shit's the truth, 150 proof, no
discretion advised, keep out the eyes of the youth
It's too explicit, bullshit, I challenge the
Violence existed before our music was suggested

Arrested on sight, it's like there's no
That's why I rhyme so and bring every message to life
I fight the power the power the 90 percent
Keep 10 and twin, half for personal reasons

The seasons change, things rearrange, but I the same
Play the for the wealth until I've made myself a name
So blame it all on the gangster rapper, to Joey Crack
For the to do it my way like Frank Sinatra

I ain't a actor so it's all facts, raw rap
Totally for yours dressed in all black
with the ski mask, or the pantyhose cameos
in liquor store with the twin Calico's

Yo, discretion advised, please cover your eyes
Little kids, get out of here, shits is homicide
and money, this ain't no Bugs Bunny
Little too, this ain't for you, it's for the thugs, honey

Yo, parental advised, please cover your eyes
Little kids, get out of here, shits is homicide
Drugs and money, this no Bugs Bunny
Little girls too, this ain't for you, for the thugs, honey

So forget the boom, one look, you shook, you I'm stickin' you
Liftin' you off the ground, down, that's where I'm puttin' you
Look in my eyes and remember me, how it feel mentally
Havin' the enemy be the last thing you ever

The recipe is death and I'm the chef, fricaseein' flesh
Be my guest, but I ain't cleanin' the
Me and TS, we testin' faith, just to see they face
Expression when destined to States, that death be in the

I'm in the state of grace, in the hated race, by the pagan
Couldn't fight us, a virus, gave us AIDS
I paint the wake 'cause ain't get me yet, wet me
Or reflect me yet, I know they comin' they just to let me sweat

I wreck it like when I was just a boy, chips, ahoy
Wasn't allowed to raise my voice, now I'm makin'
No more toys, strictly Mac's and missiles, shorties with
Packin' catchin' bodies

sure we'll get you
So they say, I there's a better way
My don't do as I do, they do as I say
'Cause don't play

Yo, parental discretion advised, cover your eyes
kids, get out of here, this shits is homicide
Drugs and money, this ain't no Bugs
girls too, this ain't for you, it's for the thugs, honey

Yo, parental discretion advised, please your eyes
Little kids, get out of here, this is homicide
Drugs and money, this no Bugs Bunny
Little girls too, this ain't for you, for the thugs, honey

Word is bond, one thing about MC's is
We don't conceal the truth, we present pictures
About the and the negative, so don't blame
The hip-hop when your seed is the real life from us

Do your duty at home and raise your child in the
Parents, you don't do your job we
Put your children to bed at nine
your bedtime, you get your ass in bed

You ain't 'posed to be this shit
Word up, motherfuckers
By the and Busta Rhymes, hah
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