Luyện nghe bài hát Played Like a Piano

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

Some shit for the King's anthology
And when I'm done, don't no apology
Stupid motherfuckers shoulda when I warned 'em
I'm from the Boondocks of Compton,

I'm anxious to whoop some ass
I went to high school, but I flunked class
So what makes you I give a fuck about respect?
I'll put your bitch in 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 that's unheard of
For you, the word? Uh, it's murder, son

When I be your hood with a passion
And I ain't talkin' that action
I come you better run for ammo
Or get like a fuckin' piano

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

Do ray me but I sing, mothafucker
I kick with the King, mothafucker
Ice Cube will clock the cash, the mass
And if you run up, sock your ass

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

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

And see in a tree, MCs and crews
Now lookin' for me, King Tee, and Pooh
Now every nigga crossed me's soprano
'Cuz I their ass like a fuckin' piano

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

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

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

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

Serious as drama, watch her say, "Me too
You're shorter than Michu, your are see-through
You're nothin' GQ, transparent, I made it apparent
I'm here to wax and tax the

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

This is just a of three black Nigroes
Who up in the heart of the ghetto
Doin' what we had to just to make meet
Some for a livin', some stand on the street, just slang

gang-bang, but big deal
They say in Compton, you gotta or get killed
Mothafuckin' pull ya over, slam ya down
Then tell ya that your hood is town

And I ain't goin' for no shit that
Cuff me up, take me to jail, come back
Talkin' much shit, 'cuz I talk what the fuck I
A few weeks in the ain't no big deal

So a like you can't fuck with me
That big ballin'ass nigga King Tee
You think ya can? I think that you can, though
Peace to Ice Cube and Breeze and the piano