Luyện nghe bài hát Payback is a Grandmother

Yo, I don't know 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 mystery I to solve again
Dude that broke in my crib, it wasn't him
Four in the morning, my phone
I'm thinking, "Who the is this," on the other 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 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'
Said she seen these thugs on the for a while
Not gambling but every now and then 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 seconds
Asked her how many of it was em? (How of it was em?)
Said she remember
She was spooked and buzzing, describe em
Cause it happened too fast (what?) they looked like me
With they pants hanging off ass
Got her some water, and to think
How these take her wig, her bracelet and her mink?
Somebody the crib know the deal
Whoever did it better Blue Shield for real
yo, it's the big payback

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

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

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