Luyện nghe bài hát Piffsburgh

I get blinded, my brother!
Tic-tac fuckers!
Greetings!
I wanna get my brother!

Some days I've be feeling I am the shit
"Wearin' clothes out the package lookin how nice they fit"
And I swear I'mma be the fuckin
As as I can stay up on my grind,
Imma always know where my is,
I've got a state of mind!

Hey yo I'm coming to, coming to, coming to, around...
Running, around...
Me and a of my friends,
lifted, are days confusing,
Controlling this shift,
been working all day,
be like its my six shift.
I'm dealing with different
a bit of congratulations,
Sick with the rhymes, your minds,
the good vibrations!
Excitement, is in the different places I'm
While writing.
Is in the people's ears calling you Tyson.
The you've seen around ,
it, the people don't leave no mail!
They're throwin me love, and me up
That's what I see and i greet them smiles
be letting me into her house,
Picking her up and kicking her down they me weed
with me they heard that the kid was a ...
in Piffsburgh,
Kickin it back and the still Earth!
Put you back she push you
We got some real herb
I don't feel hurt, I'm just on to the next,
Don't get your hurt

Hey, a city every day,
ain't none, you know!
House the bungalows,
Who wanna drop and ouch toes?
Looking for money,
We ain't give her nothing,
No, it's big over here,
the fuck you go?
I'll be around,
Chilling and passing the around.
I'm out on the road about to be
Everyone know I'm a fountain with
..I my dough,
Making this money you out with hoe
a couple of thousand a shows,
So still doped and act like you know!
Never heard of a before
Rappers so rappin they're carving oh!
they mac on the road, they jumpin with joy see em tappin they toes
Told you that no one can split it I,
I'm getting money you sitin
And never sick of my rhyme, ... gettin high
Maybe I'mma it down,
This shit blowing mind!
I got the sound
You start, rolling up the most dope around
I'm so high!
Not close to down!