Luyện nghe bài hát Payback is a Grandmother

Yo, I know what was on y'all niggas birds
To go up to the boat, and robbing old folks
Now see you done messed the wrong old lady
You done went wild, yo, it

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

Later that day I to the 'shop, to see what was up
Them niggas probably knew something I needed a cut
Walked in they was Jigga
Discussing how Da Brat titties done got
These niggas next to me, was talking the heist
Whoever did it even got for his ice
Said it was done so precise the cops ain't know nothing
Had to use all my not to ask no questions
Put the magazine, went to the pop machine
Noticing these cats, had the Bling
They wouldn't be if they did it, it could be they team
A ago neither one of these niggas had a ring
Hype came in, selling CD's, said the BD's
Was bragging bout robbery had done
By now, I'm bout my gun if I see gramps bracelet
I'ma play racist (and what?) and niggas run
It's the big

My imagination roamed as I got in the
Thinking when shit went down, I was I was
Fucking with who you are, I don't care
Have your guys pouring liquor witch'ya name in swear
These chicks they was there, knew 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 tricky
(like who?) like dude, that do
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 knew
What made it official, he gave me my
The money clip had initials (c'mon)
As I, his ass up, six niggas masked up
Pulled up in a truck

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