Luyện nghe bài hát Pick-Cha

(Long the King)

yo God a perfect cut diamond
or bein the fucka man without even tryin
livin like im dead to the with tickets yo and refferals
my hair is in a perm so i can have a curl
man its a bluebird on my shoulder can i it?
man wakin up the bacon and eggs up in the skillett
man can you it?
i cut you down a midget
and when you see me make you feel like a prision visit
im a (lizard?)

i want the flames in the
so there it is a picture fuck up my desire
you you want style ill give you style with drug lord flava
i make a pimp dance yeah by shottin at his
pickin up the nickles n like Jackal and Hide
the bounty is waitin for me up at Mt.
its primetime whos gon shine the raw rhyme
a rollercoaster up in a boss mind
real playboys have in the sky
silently out man please dont die
man to the thick of it all
man the brods
man tellin ya
but ya fall
sayin my name like King no pad adriatic
im paranoind but dont panic
the afta they say its colder then the packers
all and the damn money in the world is not a
man true
upin the game a mouth ta feed
i a 360 spin homie rollin the weed
roll the
the weed
long the king
we a sertain situation to run an organizarion
man bustin a (?) patient
cooperation man seven years is hes fakin
now hes more gangsta 'cause hes rollin wit da nation
now (?)
then i will talk like Gretchin
man hear the of my priffesion
is Secession of weapons
up in a dot
my mexican girl she two coronas
and she know the ayatolah
im through the clouds
youd hold me down
im smokin and im g'd and ready ta clown
i love ta see you
you know I it
to get it
to it
to it
to air it to yo town
im like current
the reffereant
(??)
because its hit the furnace
man pitches the of me
picturin the
and all up here sayin the scriptures
it worse
mentally youre cursed
youre livin in a
sometimes it hurts but baby yeah you it works
live the king
long live the