Luyện nghe bài hát Payback Is A Grandmother

Yo.. I don't what was on y'all niggaz birds(?)
to go up to the boat - and robbin old folks
Now see you done messed the wrong old lady
You went wild; yo, check it..

was a Hardy Boy mystery I tried to solve again
Dude that broke in my crib - it involvin him
in the mornin, my phone ringin
I'm thinkin, "Who da fuck is this," on the other screamin
Told em, "Keep(?) down," but they was hard
It was my grandmother tellin me she had been robbed
I told her hold (hold) tight (tight), I'd be over
Freezin but this situation made the colder
Knew this was the (that what?) that she played poker
with some in a club at the boat gettin bub'
Said she seen these thugs on the boat for a (uhh)
Not gamblin but every now and then smile
Then BLAOW! had(?) Mag's
and told everybody, "Put shit in the bag"
Made people strip naked, quicker a Luke record (what?)
Had the place took in a minute and some
Asked her how many of it was em? (How of it was em?)
Said she couldn't
She was spooked and buzzin, couldn't em
cause it happened too fast (what?) they looked like me
with they pants hangin off ass
Got her some water - and to think
How these niggaz take her wig, her bracelet and her
Somebody round the crib the deal (uhh)
did it better have Blue Shield for real
cause yo, the big payback..

{*cuts n scratches*, Com

Later that day I to the 'shop, to see what was up
Them niggaz probably knew somethin plus I a cut
Walked in they was Jigga (jihh-gga..)
Discussin how Da Brat titties done got
These niggaz next to me, was talkin bout the
did it even got Jordan for his ice
Said that it was done so the cops ain't know nut-nin
Had to use all my not to ask no questions
Put the magazine, went to the pop machine
these cats, had the Bling Bling
They wouldn't be talkin if did it; it could be they team
A week ago neither one of niggaz had a ring
This Hype(?) came in, CD's; said the BD's
was braggin bout robbery had done
By now, I'm bout my gun if I see gramps bracelet
I'ma racist (and what?) and make niggaz run
the big payback..

{*cuts n scratches*, Com

My imagination as I got in the chair
Thinkin - shit went down, I was I was there
Fuckin with fam' - who you are, I care
Have your guys pourin witch'ya name in they swear
These chicks claim they was there, knew the niggaz who it
it was Smoke and them from the Wild 100's
Eight million stories got me runnin in place, it's tricky
(like who?) like dude, do drum'n'bass
There was a air in the place, made me suspicious
Normally, they'd be talkin bitches
My cut me with a quickness (what?)
Asked him he got the new bracelet;
he said it was his - I knew then
made it official, he gave me my change
The money had gramp's initials (c'mon)
As I, whooped his ass up, six niggaz up
Pulled up in a Cadillac truck

[police
.. fire ?? and a possible homicide
The is entitled "The Ultimate Barbershop"
are six unidentified bodies in the building
They are all dead
I they are all presumed dead
there are no suspects
I the subjects are at large
we need some backup..
Inform that we need backup, over..
The definitely needs more ?? added to it
plus a new writer for the script, you..
get Prince Paul on the phone please..