Luyện nghe bài hát Played Like a Piano

King Tee's drunk again, yo, check out, aww shit, aw shit
I wanna dedicate song to all them motherfuckers out there
That, that, perpentratin', perpetratin', perpin'tratin', wait, rewind
(Eh but yo, King Tee, man, what is this? is this?)

cool shit for the King's anthology
And when I'm done, expect no apology
Stupid motherfuckers shoulda when I warned 'em
I'm from the Boondocks of Compton,

I'm just anxious to whoop ass
I went to high school, but I every class
So makes you think I give a fuck about respect?
I'll put your in check and I'll bet

You won't run up, son of a and a bitch, too
I shoulda did a drive by on you and your
'Cuz y'all be poppin' some shit that's of
For you, what's the Uh, it's murder, son

When I be crushin' your hood a passion
And I ain't that action Jackson
When I come you run for ammo
Or get played like a fuckin'

And yo, we got my homeboy Ice
In the from the motherfuckin'
Lench Mob, what's up, And yo Ice Cube
I heard you're a now, man, what's up? Yo, yo

Do ray me but I don't sing,
I kick shit the King, mothafucker
Ice will clock the cash, rock the mass
And if you run up, I'll sock ass

And watch eye get swollen
'Cuz I'm playin' punk like Beethoven
So a cap or swing and die
Fuck Yul Brynner, it's The King and I

Cuz where I'm the sun don't shine
So one time hope I only bust one
But I one more for the suckers
Last year I was Ruthless, now I'm Lenchin'

And you'll see in a tree, MCs and
Now they're for me, King Tee, and Pooh
Now every nigga that me's soprano
'Cuz I played their ass a fuckin' piano

Yo, check this out, we got my
Breeze in the motherfuckin' house from the L.A.
And he got shit to holler
Come on, man, this shit

Well, I'm-a take the mic like it was a jack
Run with the beat as as the track moves
Hot as lava, organized like a
Serve you, crew, him

And them and a couple of rap-saps who they can get butt
You slipped and shit, so nitwit, get the nuts
Stealin' your high hopes, watchin' you write
Better a chalk line, not fuckin' a tightrope

Rap slicker, thicker, quicker others, then I stop swift
Shift 1st to 5th, while you stop to shoplift
Take the mic stand whenever the calls
If I bust a nut for every rhyme I had, I'd get blue

as drama, I'm-a watch her say, "Me too
You're shorter than Michu, your rhymes are
You're like GQ, transparent, I made it apparent
I'm to wax and tax the incoherent

'Cuz B R E E Z E will easily to be-e a top MC
When you see me, I a beanie, and not a Kangol
Now you got played, like a fuckin'

This is just a sample of three Nigroes
Who grew up in the of the ghetto
Doin' we had to just to make ends meet
Some steal for a livin', some on the street, just slang

Some gang-bang, but big
say in Compton, you gotta kill or get killed
Mothafuckin' police pull ya over, slam ya
Then tell ya your hood is their town

And I goin' for no shit like that
Cuff me up, take me to jail, I'll come
Talkin' much shit, 'cuz I talk what the I feel
A few weeks in the county no big deal

So a punk like you can't fuck me
That big nigga named King Tee
You think ya can? I don't that you can, though
Peace to Ice Cube and Breeze and the fuckin'