Luyện nghe bài hát Payback is a Grandmother

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

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

Later that day I to the 'shop, to see what was up
Them probably knew something plus I needed a cut
Walked in was playing Jigga
Discussing how Da 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 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 talking if they did it, it could be team
A week ago neither one of these niggas had a
Hype came in, selling CD's, said the BD's
Was bout robbery they had done
By now, I'm bout my gun if I see gramps bracelet
I'ma play racist (and what?) and niggas run
the big payback

My imagination 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 guys pouring liquor witch'ya name in they swear
These chicks claim they was there, knew the niggas who it
Said it was Smoke and them the Wild 100's
Eight million got me running in place, it's getting tricky
(like who?) like dude, do drum'n'bass
was a air in the place, that made me suspicious
Normally, they'd be like bitches
My barber cut me with a (what?)
Asked him where he got the new
He said it was his sister's, I knew
made it official, he gave me my change
The money clip had initials (c'mon)
As I, whooped his ass up, six niggas up
up in a Cadillac truck

Three-alarm and a possible homicide
The is entitled "The Ultimate Barbershop"
are six unidentified bodies in the building
They are all presumed
I repeat they are all dead
However are no suspects
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
Plus a new for the script, thank you
Someone get Prince Paul on the phone