Luyện nghe bài hát Payback is a Grandmother

Yo, I don't know what was on y'all birds
To go up to the boat, and robbing old folks
Now see you done with the wrong old lady
You done went wild, yo, it

was a Hardy Boy mystery I tried to solve again
Dude that broke in my crib, it wasn't him
in the morning, my phone ringing
I'm thinking, "Who the fuck is this," on the line screaming
em, "Keep down," but they was breathing hard
It was my grandmother telling me that she had robbed
I told her hold (hold) tight (tight), I'd be right
Freezing but this situation made the night
this was the night (that what?) that she played poker
With some friends in a club at the boat getting
Said she seen these on the boat for a while
Not gambling but every now and then smile
Then blow! had Mag's
And everybody, "Put your shit in the bag"
Made people strip naked, quicker than a record (what?)
Had the took in a minute and some seconds
Asked her how many of it was em? (How of it was em?)
she couldn't remember
She was spooked and buzzing, describe em
it happened too fast (what?) said they looked like me
With they pants off they ass
Got her some water, and to think
How niggas take her wig, her bracelet and her mink?
Somebody the crib know the deal
Whoever did it better Blue Shield for real
Cause yo, it's the big

that day I went to the 'shop, to see what was up
Them niggas probably something plus I needed a cut
Walked in they was playing
how Da Brat titties done got bigger
These niggas next to me, was talking the heist
did it even got Jordan for his ice
Said that it was done so precise the cops ain't know
Had to use all my might not to ask no
Put the magazine, went to the pop machine
Noticing cats, had the Bling Bling
They wouldn't be talking if did it, it could be they team
A ago neither one of these niggas had a ring
This Hype came in, CD's, said the BD's
Was bragging bout they had done
By now, I'm bout my gun if I see gramps bracelet
I'ma play (and what?) and make niggas run
It's the big

My roamed as I got in the chair
when shit went down, I was I was there
Fucking fam' who you are, I don't care
Have your guys pouring liquor witch'ya in they swear
These chicks claim they was there, the niggas who done it
it was Smoke and them from the Wild 100's
Eight million stories got me running in place, it's getting
(like who?) like dude, do drum'n'bass
was a air in the place, that made me suspicious
Normally, they'd be talkin bitches
My barber cut me a quickness (what?)
Asked him he got the new bracelet
He said it was his sister's, I then
made it official, he gave me my change
The clip had gramp's initials (c'mon)
As I, his ass up, six niggas masked up
Pulled up in a truck

Three-alarm fire and a possible
The is entitled "The Ultimate Barbershop"
There are six unidentified bodies in the
They are all presumed
I they are all presumed dead
However there are no
I repeat the are at large
We might need some
Inform O'Malley that we backup, over
The definitely needs more sound added to it
a new writer for the script, thank you
Someone get Prince Paul on the please