Luyện nghe bài hát Pick-Cha

(Long the King)

yo God a perfect cut diamond
or bein the motha fucka man without tryin
like im dead to the world with tickets yo and refferals
my hair is in a so i can never have a curl
man its a on my shoulder can i kill it?
man wakin up the bacon toast and up in the skillett
man can you it?
i cut you down a midget
and when you see me make you just like a prision visit
im a (lizard?)

i the flames in the fire
so there it is a picture fuck up my desire
you said you want style ill give you with drug lord flava
i make a pimp dance yeah by at his gatas
pickin up the nickles n dimes like Jackal and
the is waitin for me up at Mt. Zine
its primetime gon shine from the raw rhyme
picture a rollercoaster up in a boss
playboys have wings in the sky
silently cryin out man please die
man to the thick of it all
man the brods
man ya call
but hopin ya
sayin my name King James no pad adriatic
im paranoind but really dont
the life they say its colder then the packers
all and the damn in the world is not a factor
man true
upin the with a mouth ta feed
i make a 360 spin homie the weed
roll the
roll the
live the king
we take a sertain situation to run an
man bustin like a (?)
cooperation man seven years is what hes
now hes even more gangsta hes rollin wit da nation
now (?)
then i talk like greedy Gretchin
man hear the of my priffesion
is of illegal weapons
up in a dot
my mexican girl she drank two
and she know the ayatolah
im movin the clouds
youd better hold me
im smokin weed and im g'd and ta clown
i ta see you drown
you know I it
to get it
to it
to it
to air it to yo town
im like current
the playa
(??)
because its gonna hit the
man the pictures of me
picturin the
and all up here sayin write the
it gets
'cause youre cursed
youre in a verse
sometimes it hurts but yeah you know it works
long the king
long the king