Luyện nghe bài hát Psycho Rhymes

Yo it's 1992 and P is back up in this motherfucker

(Yo man lets do this shit right, man. If everybody right, then put yo
right hand over yo heart, and let yo left grab yo nut. Now everybody
along, bitch.)

(STOP THE MUSIC!)

We are the
We are the
We are the ones that sell crack
So let's sellin'

a fiend in every hood
Dumb fiends bring they pipes
It's truly nigga betta
why we dealin'

(C'mon everybody)

We are the
We are the
We are the ones that sell crack
So start sellin'

(Talking muffled by beats)

this out fool
I'm at this
These two bitches lookin' pretty
I walk up and kiss 'em each on fuckin' T
I say "Your hole there - about to explode"
I a gat to her ass & she took off her clothes
In other words I be movin' fast a pick...pocket

See- I'm a mother-fuckin' maniac I top it
I talk to the bitch ... before I 'em
I'm like a psycho like Manson - the blood drilla'
I yo life and take yo arms and cut the bitches off
And play a mother-fuckin' game of golf
And break arms, your legs I shoulda did it sooner

Reach in yo - pull out a piece o' tuna
I you're dead, you're ghost, you gotta go
You untested, cause DAMN they arrested codes

For a bitch - ya give some good head
Ya must be on yo - 'cause my dick is bloody red
I it in you
I see you - ya about ta cry
But before ya do make me pull out eyes...
Make me slap yo face but don't speak
That big round ass make some good luncheon meat

In words you're dead, you got your cap peeled
See I'm a crazy motherfucker and that shit's

Yo man, whacha think about
(Man, what you say about that is bullshit - shit ain't real)

Oh, aight, check out

It's 1993 and Master P is back in this
Ya know I'm sayin'
I had to get a stupid 'cause last year some niggaz was talkin' shit
But see, I'm
Ya what I'm sayin'
I'm about to get
And all motherfuckers that try to stop me
There's gonna be a bloody

Yo Kent, turn up of that gangsta-ass music