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 robbing old folks
Now see you done with the wrong old lady
You done went wild, yo, it

There was a Hardy Boy mystery I 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 other screaming
em, "Keep down," but they was breathing hard
It was my grandmother telling me she had been robbed
I told her hold (hold) (tight), I'd be right over
Freezing but this situation made the colder
this was the night (that what?) that she played poker
With some in a club at the boat getting bub'
she seen these thugs on the boat for a while
Not gambling but every now and then they'd
Then blow! They had
And told everybody, "Put your in the bag"
Made people strip naked, than a Luke record (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 (what?) said they looked like me
With they pants off they ass
Got her some water, and begin to
How these niggas her wig, her bracelet and her mink?
Somebody the crib know the deal
Whoever did it better have Blue Shield for
Cause yo, the big payback

Later that day I went to the 'shop, to see was up
Them niggas probably knew something I needed a cut
Walked in they was playing
Discussing how Da Brat titties got bigger
These niggas next to me, was talking the heist
Whoever did it even got for his ice
that 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 talking if they did it, it could be team
A ago neither one of these niggas had a ring
Hype came in, selling CD's, said the BD's
Was bragging bout they had done
By now, I'm thinking my gun if I see gramps bracelet
I'ma racist (and what?) and make niggas run
the big payback

My imagination roamed as I got in the
Thinking when went down, I was I was there
Fucking with who you are, I don't care
Have your pouring liquor witch'ya name in they swear
These claim 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 getting
(like who?) like dude, do drum'n'bass
There was a air in the place, made me suspicious
Normally, be talkin like bitches
My barber cut me a quickness (what?)
Asked him he got the new bracelet
He it was his sister's, I knew then
What it official, he gave me my change
The money clip had initials (c'mon)
As I, whooped his ass up, six masked up
Pulled up in a Cadillac

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