Luyện nghe bài hát Pick-Cha

(Long the King)

yo picture God a cut diamond
or bein the motha fucka man even tryin
livin like im to the world with tickets yo and refferals
my hair is in a perm so i can never a curl
man its a bluebird on my can i kill it?
man wakin up the bacon toast and eggs up in the
man can you it?
i cut you like 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 paint a fuck up my desire
you said you want style ill you style with drug lord flava
i make a pimp dance by shottin at his gatas
pickin up the n dimes like Jackal and Hide
the bounty is for me up at Mt. Zine
its primetime gon shine from the raw rhyme
picture a up in a boss mind
real playboys have in the sky
silently cryin out man please die
man to the thick of it all
man the brods
man tellin ya
but hopin ya
my name like King James no pad adriatic
im paranoind but dont panic
the life afta they say its colder then the
all and the damn money in the world is not a
man true
upin the game with a ta feed
i make a 360 spin rollin the weed
roll the
roll the
long the king
we take a sertain to run an organizarion
man bustin like a (?)
cooperation man seven years is what hes
now hes even more gangsta 'cause hes rollin wit da
now (?)
then i will talk like greedy
man hear the of my priffesion
is Secession of illegal
up in a dot
my mexican girl she two coronas
and she about the ayatolah
im movin through the
youd hold me down
im smokin and im g'd and ready ta clown
i ta see you drown
you I spit it
to get it
to it
to it
to air mail it to yo
im electical current
the reffereant
(??)
its gonna hit the furnace
man the pictures of me
the bitches
and all up here sayin write the
it worse
'cause mentally youre
livin in a verse
sometimes it but baby yeah you know it works
long the king
long the king